( This is met with a halfhearted whine, petulant until the bitter end. )
It's still so early. Not even that dark out yet. ( It's half muffled into his pillow, actions betraying his whiny words. After a few more seconds and a sigh, Emil gives in. ) Send me a message in the morning, will you?
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It's still so early. Not even that dark out yet. ( It's half muffled into his pillow, actions betraying his whiny words. After a few more seconds and a sigh, Emil gives in. ) Send me a message in the morning, will you?