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Sage let out a soft breath, glancing over at her, face softening. "I know you don't think so....but society still does," he noted softly. |
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Sage chuckled, then winced as his torso practically yelled at him. "I say fuck it to a lot of things," he noted, eyes already drooping again despite the pain and nausea still overtaking him. |
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Celeste giggled and nodded, "Same," |
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Sage just curled into her slightly, letting out a sigh. "Well we can't do anything about her now," he sort of slurred, drifting off again already. "We'll figure more out....later." |
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Sage let his eyes drift shut, and he slowly slipped off into a light sleep. |
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Celeste rubbed his back, comforting him. |
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Sage just subconsciously shifted against her |
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Celeste gently massaged his arm, still working through the knots gently. |
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Morning Rain, with Cooling Temps Later
