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May. 6th, 2005 02:10 amAdam wakes in the middle of the night. Thirsty, having to use the bathroom, owner of a skull splitting headache. He blinks a few times, stumbles out of bed, and uses the bathroom. It's probably about two, maybe three - in Milliways, it's always hard to tell. Late, though, regardless. He's almost already back asleep by the time he returns to the bed.
Which is not empty.
In his sleep-boggled state he'd missed the fact that, at some point during the night, Lucy had come up to the room. Carefully, so carefully, he crawls back into bed, and curls up behind her, wrapping his arms around he. And if he leans into her neck and whispers I love you, well, that can be blamed on the early hour.
Which is not empty.
In his sleep-boggled state he'd missed the fact that, at some point during the night, Lucy had come up to the room. Carefully, so carefully, he crawls back into bed, and curls up behind her, wrapping his arms around he. And if he leans into her neck and whispers I love you, well, that can be blamed on the early hour.