Alan Grant had been so caught up in Chance Silvey's nightmares that he'd left the door open to his own. Gasping for breath, he thrashed against an invisible monster before realizing that he was fighting against his own blankets. There was nothing else in the room with him
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He enjoyed coffee and conversation. Coffee was always to be had in the Great Hall. Conversation was not. Hook often didn't see many people about when he was awake and outside the Hospital Wing.
"Hej. Mind if I join you?"
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He took a tranquil sip.
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