When Evey woke, she wasn't immediately aware of anything but the nice, cozy bed she was in, and the nice, warm boy she was snuggled up against.
She was really almost getting used to this.
Of course, when she cracked her eyelid, thoughts of pink wigs and tiny...fringey bras and -- oh god, she really had danced provocatively like that for a whole
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Or at least, having who she was without the gremlin bite.
He shot back away from her so fast he whacked into the wall, staring wide-eyed at the noisy lump. "Evey?" he said cautiously, hopefully, reaching out to try and lift the edge of the blanket so he could see her. "Please tell me it is you?"
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