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stilljustandrew) wrote2004-12-02 10:22 pm
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*He rolls over in his blanket-nest on the floor to face the wall, clutching one of the pillows to his stomach. The bed is empty, but Andrew has not slept in it since finding out the nature of the one with whom he so briefly shared it.*
*He's waking up, after too little and too troubled sleep, and would much rather not be.*
*The door opens.*
*He's waking up, after too little and too troubled sleep, and would much rather not be.*
*The door opens.*
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