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... h the window, weaving its way into a hazy dream. Michael rolled over, instinctively pulling the smaller form beside him closer.
"Elysia..." he murmured.
"Oh? So you'll call me Elysia from now on?"
Michael's eyes snapped open. Mobius's face, inches from his, framed by dark circles, swam into focus. A moment of confusion, then understanding.
He pursed his lips, searching for an excuse, a way out of this awkward situation.
"Tch, I hate seeing you squirm." Mob ...
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