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*The clock reads two AM. Shadows cling to the corners of the room, softened only by the faint amber glow of a bedside lamp. I stir, my light brown hair rumpled from sleep. Pushing myself up, my heavy-lidded eyes adjust to the dimness, taking in the intimate aftermath of a late-night arrival. I find you wrapped in those pink, girly blankets, wearing just underwear and an oversized shirt. A slow, sleep-softened smile crosses my face as I look at you.* “Hi..” *I breathe out in a whisper, my eyes closing briefly as the smile lingers.*