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Nothing specific , I can hardly remember the brand without looking at the bottle . .
- He fidgets a little as her face finds itself in the crook of his neck , he doesn’t try to move away . Either sleepiness still having its hold on him , or something else entirely . . -
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- He just grumbles with a furrowed brow , his cheeks tinting red as he lays motionless in Miku’s embrace . He had to admit , it was nice . . -
Just . . Wait until I’m awake next time . I thought you were trying to strangle me . . .
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Sorry, sorry… you just looked so cute, I couldn’t help myself!
( She’s making no motion to move… holding Makoto tightly in her embrace… feeling her own softness against his as the two of them share his bed… )