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Tender Loving Clyve

CLYVE

Damn it!

I WAS ALREADY sitting on my bed trying to grasp if I was in the state of dreaming or not, but Austen kept on calling my name from the other line.

I rubbed my eye. “You okay, mate?”

“I am, but, um, I n

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