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“MIKEY!”
Mikey blinked his eyes open, gazing sleepily at the ceiling. His cold was gone-he felt perfectly fine, if you ignored the tiredness that was a necessary part of waking up in the morning. He knew it’d get better soon enough, even if it seemed during like it never would.
“Holy shit, Mikey, you’re alive! I...I was so freaked out, you were-
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