"I hate the rain!"
Albert turned his head to look at the rain-streaked window, reaching out to gently tap the communicator in his hand. He had been using this method to stay in touch with Fred, George, and Lee Jordan on the train.
"I thought you liked the rain!" Katrina also turned her gaze to the window, then looked back at Albert's communicating bookmark. "Have you been chatting with my sister this whole time?"
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