Albert groaned, bracing one of his hands against the bed and reaching over, tugging the blanket off your form. “Why has it been so long since you’ve been to my place? Why are you in bed so..so depressed-like? Are you even okay?” He flopped down without invitation on the bed and reached into his pocket, pulling out a card. “C’mon. Let’s go somewhere, get your mind off things. And plus, I’m bored.”
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