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... than actual reality. It was late morning, considering the bright lights shining through the curtains. I blearily blinked my eyes, as I stared at the ceiling above me, feeling oddly cold for some reason.
It wasn’t until I sat up that I realized why.
I stared point-blankly at the one part of me that clearly wasn’t as cold as the rest of me and then slowly turned to my side. There I found a mess of hair buried inside of a burrito of blankets. Only one side of my leg still had any p ...
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