Beautiful Losers - Chapter 24

At first I couldn't identify the sound that woke me. I had been dreaming of a hallway full of doors, each of their handles twitching and turning as I walked by them. Opening my eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the dim light that sliced through the darkness from the partially open bathroom door on the far side of the bed. Someone was moving in the room.

"What is it?" I murmured. Jean made a little soft groan in his sleep and turned onto his stomach beside me. "Sebastian?"

"Sh... Go back to sleep, Shirakins."

I shivered, pulling the sheet over me and sat up. "What are you doing?" I whispered.

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