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... had the figure to pull it off where so few really did. The kind of body someone worked for. Her mask was off, tucked into her belt.
“You decent?” Prism asked, not moving her hand.
“Yeah.” He finished folding his hospital gown and draped it at the foot of the bed. Not perfect, but it was better than leaving a mess.
“You’re okay to be up and about?”
“Yeah,” he said. He didn’t want to reply with a single syllable again, so he turned to face her. He smiled a little. “ ...
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