Calli
I woke with a snort, snapping my head up from the table where it had been laid. I quickly swiped a hand across my face, feeling the trail of drool there and inwardly cringing, hoping no one was looking at me. As I glanced up and saw the cup of tea which had been put on the table in front of me, waking me, that cringe turned into a happy smile, and I gratefully wrapped my hands around it. Blake was silently laughing at me from where he stood next to me.




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