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Kaden looked at the ceiling and glaring slightly when Deiru called him that. The kinky nickname seemed to always make him a bit irritated but…it was hot too. “Yeah, don’t fall off.” Kaden mumbled, almost holding a tone that suggested sarcasm.
When Deiru was gone, Kaden closed his eyes and leaned his head back at the end of the couch. He tucked his limbs close together to keep as warm as possible although that only seemed to make him look more of a child than a man.
Falling asleep moments after resting, Kaden found himself sleeping for at least a few more hours until waking up. This time, instead of being annoyed, he seemed content, and rather at peace since he had a full rest. Looking around, Kaden yawned and slowly sat up, remembering what Deiru said about the roof. He wasn’t sure if he was still there, and Kaden doubted he should go check. If the demon even tried climbing to the roof he’d probably fall from still being a bit sluggish.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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