He was stood in the kitchen, a freshly brewed coffee rested in his hand. Before he glanced over at you, blinking confused at the state of you. Ruffled hair, skin had a clean sheen of sweat, what had you just been through. World war three?! He walked over to you, leaning down. What happened, didn't sleep well again?
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