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His eyes are puffy and he looked like he haven't slept at all. When I asked, he said that someone had brought his guest to the room so he slept on the floor and the guest was on the bed.

Is that even possible? But I didn't ask any more questions and just stared at him as if his head was about to fall on the table in a state of drowsiness.

"Are you really okay, Wrenren?" I asked, lifting my hand to check his big eyebags that looked like they were going to work.

"Yeah," He yawned and sipped on his tea, he widened his eyes and glanced at me.

"Where are you now? Shopping?"

"Yes,"

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