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One hundred and five

WAR IN ART

Groots grunted as he struggled to get out of bed. He looked around but didn't find anyone. He stood straight and stretched himself.

"You're awake," Hoots said, carrying a cup of water in his hand.

"No, I'm not. I'm just going to bed."

"Stop with your sarcasm, Groots."

"You asked a rhetorical question, and answered best."

"You haven't changed."

"You need me to?" He brought out his hand to collect the cup of water in Hoots' hand.

"It is not for you." Hoots drew back.

"I need water. I'm dehydrated." Groots said.

"After listening to the human, you decided to meditate, and you know what you have been through all this while spiritually."

"What do you know?"

"You wrote the alpha's book, I guess that's all you need to put you in mental detention." Hoots replied.

Groots sighed. "Please, give me water." He requested.

"Alright, I'm on it." Hoots said and left his presence.

Hoots' wife sat down on the bed. "Since when have I been sleeping?" She asked.

"Been a while now." Hoots replied,
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