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... m slammed open so hard it bounced off the wall.
Izan blinked through the haze of sleep, his mind still foggy and his body a bit hot under the duvet.
He looked up and saw Hori standing in the doorway, arms folded, face set in that particular brand of morning irritation that needed no translation.
He just stared at her, and she stared right back.
Neither spoke.
Then, with a small huff, she turned and walked away, leaving the door wide open and the cold air r ...
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