#511: Sleet

[[Rainy, cold, windy street; girl is walking along street; narration is from girl’s point-of-view]]

Narrator: The weather outside is frightful.

Narrator: I hate trudging through the icy slush and biting sleet.

Narrator: But it beats lying in our warm, cozy bed

Narrator: Listening to you talk about DRM for hours on end

Boy: (offscreen) Come back! Just listen to this one quote from

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