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... to wage war against his own joints, pushed the blanket down and attempted to sit up.
It was a mistake.
A terrible, legendary mistake.
Every muscle below his ribs screamed in protest, and his spine gave a theatrical twinge like it was personally offended by the concept of movement. He made it halfway, barely, before collapsing back with a hiss through gritted teeth, chest rising and falling like he’d just fought off a small army.
Victor, unhelpfully, looked deligh ...
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