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... house apparently disagreed. We were locked in my room until the sun rose the next morning, waking us all up.
"Too fucking early," hissed Sloth as he buried his head even deeper into the crook of my neck. "Someone hit something."
His ridiculous demand made me giggle as the others around us shifted around, clearly no more interested in getting up than Sloth was. Looking around my bed at the seven demons and hellhound, I felt safe and content.
Whoever had created the illusio ...
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