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Thirty
Fog sets over the wet grass in the late hours of the night. The lights aren't as bright as they had been when Jayk first brought me here. I feel the morning dew damping my fur and I know that I have to head back soon. I figure I can find my way back on my own. The reason for it is because I know what I'm going home to. I've been mentally preparing for it for a while now and I can easily say that I don't know if I'm ready.
Yet, I feel a little excited. More than that, I feel eager to see Miles. We've gotten close lately. He holds back because he has so much to tell me. Things that include Micca and he wants him to be there for that. As the dominant of the three of us, I don't know how our relationship is going to work. Especially now that I know that Micca is an omega.
I was worried before, but now I feel it more. I understand why he did what he did, I just don't understand why he fucking did it in the room across from me. He and I are going to bump heads
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