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[Unlike a good fraction of the population, Elle is warm. Not only warm but snug in bed, sleeping. She rolls over, rustle rustle of covers and startles at the touch of skin against hers.]
What the--? [Sits up, pulling back the covers.]
You. [Oh there is clear dislike in that tone. Mattress creaks. She's pushing on whoever it is.] What the
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