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... d in his chair.
"Ugh, I'm cooked," Nel groaned. With almost a painful expression on his face, he reached out to pick a bottle of water from the table.
He chugged it so greedily that he almost choked and ended up coughing and spilling some over his clothes.
Tristan watched it with a mild concern for a moment, before grabbing himself a soda to drink, too.
"Yeah, that was as exhausting as an entire concert, or as an hour of dance rehearsals. And we mostly were sittin ...
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