wewe wake up, blinded kwa the light coming in through the curtains. wewe don’t open your eyes because wewe feel arms wrapped around wewe and you’re scared you’d wake whoever it is. Instead, wewe sigh and curl up closer, trying to fall back asleep. For some reason, wewe feel good about yourself, even though wewe can’t remember where wewe are, because wewe know it’s not home. wewe decide wewe should probably figure that out, so wewe open your eyes a little and see the blonde hair that’s across your shoulder and smile. wewe know exactly where you’re at, and it makes wewe all warm again. wewe lean...
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