A note is stuck to the bathroom mirror of a certain home within Lordaeron's ruins, right at about face-height (Yeah, sorry, gotta read it before you put your mascara on, loves, wouldn't want it to run~).

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The steady, dull throb of the headache he'd been nursing since the night before kept Kae from finding sleep as quickly as his lovers did. He was exhausted for all the right reasons, for once, yet still unconsciousness skittered about just beyond his reach.

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