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Joel and Martín had come to an understanding that there would be some days when the two of them might not be able to see each other much, especially when it came to maneuvering around Martín's less-than-steady work schedule. It wasn't his fault that the mortuary had received an influx of bodies. But the two of them did make a promise that they would always eat dinner together. Joel sighed for the umpteenth time that evening, grabbing the two plates off the table and placing them on the still-warm stove. Hopefully that would keep them warm enough. "Martín?" he called out, wandering out of the kitchen and carefully making his