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... once.
She came out of her room wrapped like a burrito in a knit blanket, trailing behind her like a sad cape, and parked herself on the armchair near the fireplace. Her hair stuck up like she'd fought it in her sleep and lost. Her eyes were tired but defiant—like a small war criminal refusing trial.
Elias raised an eyebrow from the kitchen.
"Are we... communicating through blankets now?"
No answer.
Just a slow turn of her head. A soft blink. The visual eq ...
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