16. Good Morning

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"Wake up!" Was all the warning you got before a heavy body jumped onto your lump of blanket.

"Ugnh!" You yelled, muffled. "What the fuck, Toby!"

"Actually, it's Tommy." His grin was evident in his voice.

"Don't care, get out."

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sorry foot thing again

-pigeon

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