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     Arching his back and yawning widely, the blonde rolled over onto his back and looked up to the ceiling. The wood had swollen with the end-of-summer rain, and the gaps were less noticeable now. “Yeah,” he said, shutting his eyes and leaning his head back onto one of the pillows. They all smelled like damp earth and musk, but he could barely smell his own scent, so used to it he was. Opening his left eye again, he looked over at the pillow and smiled again, this time broader. “You did now, huh?”






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