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... y-lidded, the phone slipping from its place beside him where it had kept vigil all night.
The screen blinked weakly—battery clinging to its last breath.
Before plugging it in, his thumb lingered, typing out a quick line:
"You better still be asleep, idiot."
A smirk tugged at him, almost against his will. Sent.
Only then did he drop the cable in, the faint buzz of charging filling the silence.
He padded barefoot across the carpet, rubbing at his eye ...
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