[I'ts nnnnot really. By the time an hour's up, he's outside, doing who-knows-what on the roof, and it might've slipped his mind that time was supposed to be a thing he was keeping track of.
But it's Tim who flies off to collect him. So he's only a little late when he comes back inside, trying to wipe the grime off his wet gloves by discretely smearing it on his trousers.]
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But it's Tim who flies off to collect him. So he's only a little late when he comes back inside, trying to wipe the grime off his wet gloves by discretely smearing it on his trousers.]
Sorry for making you wait.