“Demos?” Ferris murmured as he woke up, Demos draped over him, his head tucked under Ferris’ chin.

“Mmmmumm…” Demos replied, a non-word that Ferris felt rather than heard.

"Ahh, Demos, you're laying on me." Ferris stressed, not entirely certain what he was supposed to do; he had never woken to find more than his self-contained friend’s arm anywhere ( Read more... )

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