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A gentle snore accompanies the sounds from the movie on the screen, and when I step inside, I find a slu Lilly, rolled toward the opposite wall, hands tucked beneath her chin, sleeping soundly

She lets out another soft snore

What is she doing in my bed?

I cross to the other side of it, standing in front of her, looking down at her figure, unsure what action to take I should wake her up, yeah? Definitely cannot let her sleep—it’s weird

I don’t even know her

I stare for a few seconds before shakingaway

You can’t stand here and watch her sleep, idiot You’re being creepy

She’s the one invading your space

Right, but everyone knoatching someone sleep is bizarre

Just wake her up Reach over and give her shoulder a shake

At least say her na besides stand here

Instead, I stare so odda on irls crawling into your bed and passing out?

It’s Sunday—it’s not like she’s drunk

She aiting for you

I hear the words as if there’s so the her face Her closed eyes The way her htly open as she snores

The hands under her chin

Don’t stare at her, don’t stare at her

God, why ae her or say her na weird about it? What the heck do I think is going to happen if I wake her up right now? She’s going to hate uts?

I don’t want to e to happen and I want to prevent her fro aard But I also can’t just let her sleep, can I? It’s not that late I suppose I could sleep on the couch, but what if she wakes up in the ets scared?

That happens, right?

It seeit

“Lilly” I say her na at my hesitation “Hey, Lilly”

Hey?

Ugh

I try again, this time louder “Lilly, I’m back”

She stirs slightly, her legs shifting at the foot of the bed, her feet rubbing together but not much else

“Lilly, wake up”

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