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warm milk

I ca n’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, it’s like I ’m agonized by Ethan. All I can see is him, his voice, his scent. I just want him out of my head. I moaned internally and pulled myself up into a sitting position on the bed. I do n’t know what time it is. There’s no timepiece or anything; I do n’t indeed have my phone. I could do with a drink of warm milk, which always settles me when I ca n’t sleep. I just do n’t feel comfortable walking around the packhouse. I soughed and decided to just go for it. I stood up and went towards the closet to find commodity to put on my bases. I searched through my wallet for my slippers, but I could n’t find them so I must have left them. My mindlink was being poked at again. My head felt like someone was constantly punching me. I broke my hunt to stay for the headache to fade. Ah, ethereal socks! I picked them up and looked at them; little wolves were each over the socks. I chortled as I allowed

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