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... ight on principle, sore in places he refused to inventory out loud, and running purely on spite and caffeine that had not yet been administered.
He was on the couch in the private wing like a tragic hero exiled to domesticity.
One leg stretched out, the other bent, a throw blanket draped over him in a way that suggested both suffering and aesthetic intention. He wore a soft, oversized T-shirt that was definitely one of Dax’s gym shirts and lounge pants - comfortable enough to be ...
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