11:30pm.
As I fall asleep, I feel something weird and groggily open my eyes.
Saffy's face is six inches away from mine, staring intently.
Me: Gah.
Saffy: What?
Me: ... what are you doing?
Saffy: I was checking on you.
Me: From that close?
Saffy: I don't have my glasses.
Me: Freaking me out...
Saffy: You're freaking me out!
Me: ?!
Saffy: You're
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