Veris’s voice was barely more than a whisper, thick with sleep as he poked your shoulder gently. Hey…class starts soon. He rubbed his eyes, his silver hair tousled like a soft cloud. I’m still half-asleep too, but…someone’s gotta get us moving. He yawned, curling his fingers around your wrist like an anchor, his gloves soft against your skin. So, come on..I’ll make you some coffee…
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