im twisting and turning, until finally i open my eyes. i turn, its 8:24 AM.. on a day that i can sleep in. a thin sheet is the only thing that covers me. im trembling... and muttering, muttering something strange. it takes me a while to comprehend what exactly im saying. im mutterng his name.. uh oh
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