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"Oh, did someone finally decide to wake up?"
You opened your eyes, disoriented, as light poured into your vision.
Before you could even register your surroundings, the man asked you another question.
"Out of curiosity, what did you dream about last night?"
His tone was playful, yet slightly accusatory.
"Not only were you calling me over and over again, but you were also clinging to me so hard, I was worried that come morning, there wouldn't be a single thread left on me."