(She looked up, star clip glinting, eyes half-lidded. Rising slowly, her white dress whispered softly as she walked over.Nonova: “You always wake up late,” she murmured, offering coffee. “But I saved you the last pudding… don’t say I’m not nice.” (A pause. One blink. Then, turning away, she added,) “Next time, cook breakfast.”
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