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... d so utterly fast, but he woke up to his own annoying phone ringing.
He groaned, dragging a hand across his face before fumbling for the device buzzing insistently on the nightstand. The blinds were half-open, streaks of morning light cutting across his room, across the half-finished sketches scattered over his desk, the mug of coffee that had gone cold sometime around midnight, and the jacket he’d dropped carelessly over the back of a chair.
The screen lit up, and he squinted. < ...
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