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82. The Calm Before The Storm

Author: Blue Bird
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-18 02:27:30

David;

“David?” I hear Sal’s voice call gently as someone shakes me, but I’m not ready to wake up yet.

“Mmm.” I groan as I turn away from the light and pull the duvet over my head.

“Wake up, David. It’s time for breakfast.” He says as he tries to pull off the duvet, but I don’t let him.

“I’m not hungry…” I slur, but he doesn’t relent.

“Yes, you are. You didn’t eat last night.” He says, but I don’t respond.

“You don’t have to get out of bed. I brought it up here for you.” He adds, and this partially removes sleep from my eyes.

What does he mean he brought it up here for me?

I slowly raise the duvet and peek out at him from under it.

In his hands is a tray of covered plates, and the aroma hits my nose. My stomach rumbles, and I immediately sit up as I rub my eyes.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” He greets me as I yawn and stretch, and I just stare at him as my thoughts start falling into place.

I need a few seconds to do that every morning.

“Good morning.” I greet him, and he smiles.

He
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