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... rapped in the pale covering from her bed, her pink hair loose and slightly tangled, her eyes red-rimmed in the way that two days of crying produces, swollen at the edges and achingly honest.
She looked at him sitting on the floor against the wall with his robe pulled around him,
"You have been out here this whole time?" she said.
"Yes," he said simply.
"You are cold."
"A little."
She stared at him for another moment, her jaw working slightly with t ...
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