It had been a late night and certainly a late morning. You sat up groggily in the bed, expecting Lena to be well awake, it had felt way too late for her to still be in bed. She was the one who woke up bright and early to start her day. But sure enough, you looked to your side and noticed she was sprawled out on the bed on her stomach, lightly snoring and sound asleep.

She was taking up over half of the bed just from her position. You noticed you were right on the edge, a few more inches and you were off. You slowly picked up one of her hands that was resting on your leg and moved it aside. You shifted so that your legs were off the side.

You rubbed your face, not really wanting to get up, but you knew it was already late, so if you went back to bed now, you'd never get up. You recalled the events of the previous night and you already knew Lena was going to be messed up today. That thought brought a slight smile to your face. Of course, you didn't want her to be in an uncomfortable and agitated state like she most likely will be, but you could imagine her groans of annoyance and her needy orders, which did make you smile.

You got up and made your way to the kitchen. You rubbed your head and stumbled through the door, your coordination not up to par at the moment. You decided to make yourself a cup of (coffee/tea) and figured you should make Lena a cup too. As you waited for her to get up, you did the usual morning activities: eat breakfast, brush your teeth, get changed, etc. You took another one of Angela's pills she prescribed, and to no surprise, they worked like a charm.

While you were doing these things, you noticed the steam that emanated from the hot cup of tea for the woman slowly dissipating over time. As time passed, the once steaming cup turned to a lukewarm one. Hmm...she must be messed up if she's not awake by now, it's already the afternoon.

Really, you should let her sleep, for she hardly gets any on a regular basis. Constantly being woken whether it be from her semi-often nightmares or her discomfort from resting with the accelerator. But sleeping this long could be a not necessarily a bad thing, just not a good thing. She'd be groggy all day if she didn't get up. Not to mention you sort of wanted to see her reaction if you woke her up. She's so cute when she's annoyed with you.

So, you brought her cup of tea into the bedroom and set it on the nightstand. You went to the curtain covered window and withdrew the pieces of cloth. The rays of the sun shone brightly into the room. As if Mother Nature had the same intentions as you, the rays landed directly onto Lena's sleeping face, causing her nose to wrinkle. She picked her head up and turned it the other way before returning to her slumber. You frowned. Even during her sleep, she was stubborn as ever.

You shook her shoulder lightly "Lena, time to wake up" Nothing. You shook her a little more aggressive "You have to get up, come on" She groaned and grabbed a pillow to place overtop her head. You yanked the pillow out of her hands and hit her exposed back with it. "Get up"

She lazily kicked you in the stomach before grabbing the blanket and pulling it over herself "Get!" her order muffled by the mattress.

You sat down on top of her back and she let out a moan of struggle from the pressure "Get off me!" Her face was still against the mattress, making her annoyed command harder to here

"Will you get up?"

You saw her head nod against the sheets, so you got off of her. She grabbed another pillow and pulled the blanket up again, trying to get some more shut eye.

You crossed your arms and grinned at the stubborn woman. You picked her up while she was still cocooned in her blanket. You began walking out of the bedroom and she began punching your back with little to no effort. You sat her down on the couch, probably a little harder than you should've, but oh well.

Lena's eyes were barely opened as she sat there looking miserable. She leaned her head back and groaned again. She was going to fall to her side on the couch to get more comfortable. But you knew 'comfortable' meant back to sleep. As she was falling, you caught her and sat her back up

"No. Stay right there" you told her

You quickly made your way back to the bedroom and got her cup of tea from the nightstand. By the time you got back, she was laying on her side, curled up in her blanket, eyes shut. You rolled your eyes and set the cup on the coffee table. You sat the tired Brit back up and shook her shoulders lightly. Her eyes slowly opened and she scowled at you. You smiled and held out the cup to her. She continued to frown and her arms reached out from the blanket and cupped the mug

She took a sip and looked at it for a second and then back to you with an almost disgusted look "It's cold"

You rolled your eyes and took the tea from her and put it in the microwave to heat it up. You brought the steaming cup to her who was curled up in the blanket on the corner of the couch. She did the same thing as last time and began sipping on it satisfied, though her expression did not show it.

"How do you feel" you asked her already knowing the answer

"Ugghh. Horrible. I'm never drinking again"

"I'll remember you said that. Here take this. Don't tell Angela" you gave her one of the strong pills the doctor prescribed to you for her head. From the way Lena repeatedly rubbed her temples, you could tell her head hurt. She took the pill and sighed. Then she looked at her arm and then the rest of her body confused.

"Why am I naked"

You chuckled "Ask yourself"

She groaned "I don't remember a thing...Please tell me I didn't take my clothes off at the bar again"

"No it was right in the bedroom...Again?"

She softly laughed nervously and bit her lip feeling guilty "Funny story actually, but I don't feel like telling it now"

You glared at her. You'll let her escape this time, but your curious side wanted to know sometime. Lena rubbed her head "Wot else did I do"

"Let's see here...you almost got hit by a car, you mistook a man in a hat for McCree, you tried to blow me in the middle of the street, and you threw up all over the bathroom, just to name a few" you told her in a somewhat snarky tone, wanting her to know what you went through

She leaned her head back and she blushed in embarrassment at hearing this "I'm so sorry luv. Is that why I feel so...icky? Because I threw up?"

"It could be that or it could be the hangover. Are you hungry?"

"I mean, I could eat. But you've already done enough for me, let me make breakfast" She began to stand up and you sat her down by pushing on her shoulders

"I know you're trying to do reverse psychology and it's working. It's fine I'll get it. Are doughnuts fine?"

She gasped and covered her mouth "Luv if you get me doughnuts I'll...I'll...I don't know what I'd do but I'd be really really really happy!" she had a wide grin on her face, clearly excited about your proposal

You laughed at the eager woman "I'll take that as a yes. I'll be back. Don't die"

"Ugh that might be hard"

You left the apartment to go to a local doughnut shop. As you exited, you felt the brisk breeze of London, immediately regretting not wearing more clothes. However, the cold air felt good against your head, which felt like it was pulsating with each step. Luckily, the store with freshly baked pastries was close, so you didn't have to be out here much longer. You already knew this was going to be a lazy day, but somehow, someway you'd be doing things for the needy time traveler, which was just fine with you. As long as she's happy, you're happy

The streets seemed almost baron with a little amount of people out on the weekend afternoon. Whatever, fine by you. As you entered the small pastry shop, the high-pitched chimes jingled. The small crowd turned their heads to the door, whether it be because of the sound of the chimes or the cold air that swept through the place.

You smiled at the assumed owner who was working behind a glass container that held the foods and he returned the smile. A man of shorter stature in the line turned his waist to look at you and immediately twisted back upon seeing your face. You frowned, he looked familiar, but you didn't get a long enough look. The man whistled nervously trying to seem inconspicuous, but you were shooting daggers at the back of his head.

When the man got his food, he walked past you with his head turned away from you. Son of a bitch, it was the bartender. You quickly ordered your dozen of doughnuts and told the clerk you'd be right back. You walked quickly out of the store that turned into a light jog to catch up to the man.

"Hey!" you got his attention by turning him by his shoulder

"Look bruv, I don't want any trouble"

"I don't either, I want to talk to you"

"About what? About last night? No hard feelings about that mate"

"No hard feelings? You kicked me out of your bar for no reason"

"You were scaring my customers!"

"That's not my problem. Next time tell your boys not to start fights with people they don't know"

"(Your name) is it yeah? We were just trying to protect Lena. We care about her. That's our job as her friends"

"No that's my job. You know what, you're not worth my time. Next time don't start shit you don't know how it will end."

And you left it at that and walked away. The man was scared of you, best keep it that way. There's no returning to that bar at this point. Oh well, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Lena can go if she so desires, judging by the fact that she is well liked at the most local bar to her. Certainly she knows every other bartender in the area, right? She has that type of smile and that type of laugh and that type of way with words that practically everyone has to love. It could be that or her perfect, model like body.

Whatever, soon you'd have no time for bar going, not for a long while. Times were changing in the world, and something has to give. The thought of you being passed out in a gutter right when Overwatch was needed sent a chill down your spine. This damn Petras Act. The world was full of arrogance and paranoia, of people who think that Overwatch wasn't needed. The only good to come from the Petras Act was that Lena had to stay incognito for a few weeks, and it just so happened to be at your house.

You thought about what your life would be like if Talon hadn't attacked your building way back when. You'd still be stuck in a rut, doing the same routine every day. That was a life you didn't want to live. Sure, being a part of Overwatch was stressful as all hell, but it brought excitement into your life. You can look back and say you did x or y. Not to mention the others were some of the best people you had the fortune of meeting.

These thoughts made you want to spring into action at this very moment, but alas, doctor's orders. Right now, all you had to worry about was getting these glazed and icing covered doughnuts to the little ball of energy you called Lena, so you did.

She immediately sprang up off the couch when you entered. She blinked over to you and promptly stopped what she was doing. Blinking may have not been the best idea in her current state. She just felt a wave of nausea when she appeared in front of you. She shook it off and grabbed the box of doughnuts from you and set them down on the kitchen table and dug in with a smile

"Well hello to you too"

"Oh..." she said with a mouthful and then swallowed quickly "Thank you luv" she stood up on her tiptoes and gave you a little peck on your lips before returning to eating her breakfast

You grabbed one and sat on the couch. You turned on the news to see if anything important was going on. You didn't expect much. News nowadays hardly ever shows what's important, but God forbid a celebrity gets a different haircut. It's funny, you used to be so naive like the rest of the world, caring about irrelevant topics. Times were simpler then, but now you can actually make a difference.

You changed the channel after seeing nothing of interest was on. You sprawled out on the couch and stretched. Well this pretty much sums up how this day is gonna go, you thought.

Lena stood in front of you with her arms on her hips with a small frown. You raised an eyebrow, expecting some complaint from the brunette with the wild hair, now more wild than usual due to her active slumber.

"That's my seat" she pointed to the couch

"You got a little something" you tapped the side of your mouth. She had a little bit of smeared chocolate icing right by her lip. You watched her struggle as she tried to lick it off her face while trying to look down at the process.

When she was satisfied, she frowned at you again "That's my seat" She repeated

"Oh ok" You told her then immediately kept watching TV, not moving a muscle

Her jaw dropped "Get off" you ignored her and she tried pulling you of the couch, with no success. Eventually she gave up with a sigh and ended up just laying on top of your stomach, cheek pressed up against yours as you both looked one direction. Her metal accelerator dug into your ribs, making it a little uncomfortable, but you didn't say anything. Lord knows what Lena would do if she realized she couldn't cuddle with you because of her accelerator that has already caused her so many problems.

"I'm coooold" She whined

"It's probably because you're still naked"

"But I like being naked. I feel so...free!" She giggled

"You know I like it when you're naked too"

She giggled again and you wrapped your arms around her tightly in an attempt to warm her. After a while, she changed her position and put her forehead against the bottom of your neck. She sighed and rubbed her head on your neck back and forth with small, high pitched grunts of pain. You smiled and ran a hand through her short, soft hair. You did this until the pain in her head ceased, at least temporarily. She closed her eyes and her quiet moans of pain turned to ones of pleasure.

Eventually she drifted off as you caressed her hair. You weren't sure if she had fallen asleep or if she was just resting her eyes. Regardless, you dropped your hand to her bare lower back to where it was before. Lena lifted her head up and rested her chin on the upper part of your chest

"Why'd you stop"

You shrugged "Well keep going" she ordered. You glared at her with an eyebrow raised, not approving of her demanding something of you. "Please? It feels good" she smiled, showing her pearly whites as an attempt to persuade you

You rolled your eyes and continued to stroke her hair. Her face was buried in your neck, her soft lips occasionally tickling you. You simply relaxed on the comfortable couch, casually running your hand across the woman's head.

"I need a bubble bath" Lena's lips gently grazed the fleshy part of your neck when she spoke, for her head was still positioned there.

"That's nice"

"(Your naaaaame)" She whined "Could you please please pleeeease start one"

"I can't. I have a concussion" you smirked and pointed to your head.

She groaned and got off the couch and made her way to the bathroom. "Here I go...doing stuff with the worst hangover ever"

"Have fun"

She looked back at you and scowled. "Fine, then you don't get to join me once I start it"

You processed what she said for a moment. You got up and passed her to go into the bathroom to start a bubble bath. Lena giggled and laid back down on the couch, her head still aching badly.

You lit a few candles, not necessarily to be romantic, but rather the darker ambiance was nice with both of you sensitive to light with your bad headaches. When you got the temperature just right and the bubbles coated the surface just so, you went back to the living room to get the naked Lena who was rubbing her head.

You quickly scooped her up bridal style and carried her to the bathroom. Her eyelids jolted up and she smiled at you. "Aww you're so sweet luv" she hugged your neck as you carried her and you smirked. When you got to the bathroom, you held her over the moderately sized bathtub and dropped her.

Plop

There was a loud thud as the now angry Brit hit the bottom of the tub. Water coated the entire bathroom floor. The once tranquil looking bathtub now had bubbles spread all about the water, on the sides, and on the floor. Lena sat up, bubbles all in her spiky hair and across her face. She frowned at you and you began to laugh.

"(your name)! What the hell!" She yelled, clearly not as amused as you, who continued to laugh beside the tub.

"That's it. Get over here!" Lena ordered as she stood up in the bath.

You stagger stepped to the door smiling "Lena, no. I'm sorry"

You began walking backwards out the door, feeling threatened by the woman when she blinked behind you, her hands on her hips "You know you can't run from me luv" Then she tackled you into the bathtub. Both of you tumbled backwards into the bubbly water, causing a big splash and an even bigger puddle than when Lena was dropped in.

You two emerged to the surface, her on top of you and your head was rested against the wall. You tried to wipe away some bubbles only to have more appear when you wiped. Lena looked down at you triumphant, her hands pinned your chest to the ground.

"Lena I still have my clothes on" you said unamused

"Boo hoo"

You shoved her off you. She fell to the opposite wall with a yelp. You took your soaking wet clothes off so that you may actually enjoy the bath that you had fetched. You sighed as you sunk down into the steaming water. Lena's feet pushed against yours and you two playfully wrestled each other's feet under the water. Lena tried to peer through the water to get a better sight, you just smiled at her through this little game of footsies.

You two relaxed in the steamy tub for a while. Lena played with the bubbles, moving them around, picking them up, and putting them on her face to make a soapy beard.

"Look!" She giggled "Ho Ho Ho" You grinned at the amused woman who had all the bubbles on her face, laughing away at her impression of Santa Claus.

You and her sat in silence for a while. You hadn't had a bubble bath in a long long time. It was like the poor man's hot tub, yet it was equally relaxing, especially with the darkened room and scented candles spread about. Lena would poke you with her toe in your side or your neck. You smacked her feet away repeatedly and she would giggle every time.

Lena tossed a ball of bubbles back and forth between her hands. "'ave I ever told you the time I crashed a 2.5 million poundjet?" (Currency, Not weight)

You grinned and shook your head. This should be good. She began to laugh "Lemme tell ya, they were not happy. So, the air force wanted us to try out a new fighter jet model, so we all took 'em out for a little test flight. They were sooo nice, real slick lookin. The first thing I saw at the control panel was this big red button. Naturally, I went to push it, but they were all like 'Oxton! Do not press that button'. Lil, young me was all frightened, so I didn't ask questions. While I was flying the plane, which was really nice by the way, I couldn't even focus because the big red button was taunting me the whole time. I kept looking back at it. Eventually my curiosity got the best of me and I asked them, I'm not kidding, this is how the conversation went, I asked them:

'Which button should I not press again?'

They said 'The big red one on the left'

'What shouldn't I do with it?'

'Press it'

And that was enough for me so I said 'Ok!' I pressed the button and immediately, the glass cover of the cockpit shot up and my chair flew into the air and parachutes popped out of it and I gently floated down, it was pretty fun actually. But I was going pretty fast so the jet flew right into the ground with a massive explosion. *laugh* You should've seen their faces! They were priceless! Anyway, when I landed, I got chewed out pretty bad. I gave 'em some lame excuse like 'But you said press it'. I'm guessing that's why I only got a warning, that or they just liked me"

You shook your head and laughed at her story "You are something else"

She laughed with you "It wasn't my fault! They didn't tell me what the button did"

After a little more silence, Lena drifted to the other side of the tub in between your legs. She brought all bubbles over to you two and began placing them all on your body. You smiled down at the childish woman and fiddled with her two metallic earrings. Her head craned to the side that her earrings were on and she smiled

"Stoooop. That tickles" she said softly and innocently

When you continued to play with her ear, she smacked your hand away and turned around smirking. "Oh yeah? How do you like it" She began to wiggle her fingers under your arms and on your neck. You sat there smiling, not moving one bit

"You know I'm not ticklish, Lena. I know you know because you've tried this numerous times"

"I still think you're lying. You have to be ticklish somewhere" She said touching your entire body, trying to find some sensitive part of your body that will make you flinch.

Having enough of her repeatedly trying to tickle you, you quickly poked the fleshy part of her side. She immediately tensed up and covered the area. You moved her away lightly and stood up

"Ok. I'm done"

You got out of the tub and stepped onto one of the puddles formed by the splashes. Your body was still covered in bubbles that slowly dripped down your body. You grabbed a towel and wiped most of yourself off. Lena helped you get all the soap off your back and you did the same with her. You two casually got a new pair of clothes on. Yours lay on the bathroom floor, drenched in water, and Lena didn't have any to begin with.

She threw on a pair of tight leggings and a loose tank top. She sifted through her drawers in her bedroom. After searching through all her clothes that were once nearly folded in her wardrobe, she looked to the sky and groaned.

"What?" You asked amused

"My sweater! I left it at Gibraltar"

"Are you cold now?"

"No. But I will be, trust me"

"Well we'll cross that bridge when we get to it"

"...Fine. Now what should we do"

You shrugged "How's your head"

She walked into your torso and hugged your waist. Her cheek was pressed against your chest. "It hurts...bad"

You put a hand on her head and rubbed it. "You'll be ok. Drink lots of water" you felt her head nod against your chest

She pushed herself away from you and gasped, her face lit up "I know! Let's watch a flick!"

"You don't even have a DVD player. How are we supposed to watch one"?

"Look" she went into her closet and pulled out a rectangular bag. From there, she pulled out a thin laptop and began fiddling with it. She turned the laptop to face you which showed an application that allows the user to watch countless movies or TV shows.

"So we're going to watch a movie together on that little screen?"

Lena nodded excitedly and turned the computer back to herself and scrolled through the list of movies "So whaddya wanna watch luv?...Oooo! How bout a romantic comedy"

You groaned "Please no"

"Fine. Just a romance movie then"

"That's even worse"

"Pleeeeeassee" The adorable woman's bottom lip protruded and it began to quiver. Her big hazel eyes went wide and glistened, as if a single tear drop was in each one, reflecting the light. Her hands were clasped together in front of her. One of the spikes of her short hair fell down in between her eyes. As if she wasn't cute enough, she gave you this look that could make even a hardened criminal melt.

However, you recognized this look. You crossed your arms "I know you too well for that to work, Lena"

"B-but my head hurts and-and I just want to watch a movie with you because I wuv you" She said trying to seem innocent and being successful at it. She did appear innocent, but you knew surely knew better...right?

"It's not going to happen"

"I wuv you (your name)"

"Stop"

She took a couple steps closer, her expression unwavering. "I just wanna spend time with you" You shifted your gaze away, but couldn't help looking back to her winsome stare. Your will broke more and more the more times you looked at her.

She took another step closer, trying to get you to look at her "Do you not wanna spend time with me?"

You looked down at her and bit your lip. It was as if you were in a trance from the woman. Your gaze couldn't be diverted from her persuasion technique, and you hated that you began to give in. "Son of a... Fine. You win" you rubbed your forehead, aggravated that that worked again

Lena threw her hands in the air and cheered then wrapped her arms around you tightly and gave you a kiss on the cheek. "I love you! I'll go make the popcorn. Wait right here"

She tiptoe jogged out the door, blinking would only make her nausea in her current hungover state. You sat on the bed and sighed. You picked up the laptop and briefly looked at the summaries of the movies in the romantic comedy genre Lena had looked up. You immediately regretted agreeing to watch a movie with her.

She came back with a wide grin on her face, hugging a large bowl of popcorn. She handed it to you and as she was sitting down she stopped herself then jogged back to the kitchen. She returned with two glasses of water and set them on the nightstand before jumping on the bed next to you.

"You ready?" She asked moving closer into your arm getting cozy

You sighed "As ready as I'll ever be"

"Cheer up luv. It'll be fun, trust me." you didn't trust her "Smile!" She pulled out her phone and snapped a quick picture. She of course was smiling brightly, but you remained unamused. You saw her label a caption that read "Movie night!"

She put the computer on your lap and picked a movie. She moved closer to you and used your arm as a pillow. During the intro sequence of the movie, where it showed the production studios, Lena quickly paused it

"Wait! I'm cold now. 'member when you said we'll cross a bridge or something"

"Uhh I don't know what you want me to do" She looked down at your sweatshirt you were wearing "You're telling me you want to wear my sweatshirt" you concluded.

"Well...sorta. Look"

She lifted up your comfy sweatshirt and crawled into it. Her head poked out of the hole that yours was already at. Luckily, the 'collar' if you will, was larger than one on most sweatshirts, so she was able to squeeze her head right next to yours. However, you still heard that sound of the thread breaking and stretching

"Lena are you serious. No, stop" you tried to get her out of the sweatshirt, but she was in there tight

"See, it's perfect!" She said curled up in a ball in your shirt.

"Oww! Lena, your accelerator is jabbing my side!" You said annoyed.

She immediately stopped fidgeting and her smile faded. She craned her neck to look at you as much as she could. Her eyebrows were raised giving off a worried expression. "It...it is?" you could hear the sorrow in her voice

Dammit This is exactly what you were afraid of earlier when she was laying on top of you. It sort of just slipped out due to her somewhat annoying you.

She slowly began crawling back out of your sweatshirt. You quickly hugged her to stop her from moving "Stop. It's fine luv. I get it. A big piece of metal isn't too comfy" She said in the same low tone as before.

"I was kidding. I can't even feel it" you lied and smiled at the woman inside your shirt

She looked back at you again with her smile slowly returning "Are-Are you sure?" The energy coming back to her voice

"Yes I promise. Now start the movie"

"I can't. See" She pushed her hands against your shirt, showing you that her movement was restricted

You shook your head and started the movie Lena had picked out. "Then how will you eat popcorn" You taunted as you threw a handful into your mouth

"Feed me!" She opened her smiling mouth and closed it a few times, signifying she wanted you to give her some "I'm like a baby bird!" She laughed and opened her mouth

"You're a bird alright" you muttered

She giggled again and elbowed your chest. You smiled with her and gave her some popcorn. The two of you watched the boring movie together, although it wasn't as bad as you thought, it wouldn't be your first pick. Lena enjoyed it however, you heard her soft laughs and Awww's throughout it.

It took every ounce of strength you had to not groan in pain every time Lena shifted her positions. It was the most bitter-sweet experience you had ever felt. Thankfully the accelerator didn't have any sharp edges, lest Lena would just have to deal with not snuggling.

After the movie, Lena climbed out of your sweatshirt and you let out a sigh of relief. She made her way to the kitchen and pulled out a piece of paper and dialed a number on her phone. You stared at her confused until she set down the brochure like paper to reveal it was a pizza place. After hanging up the phone she sighed and sat on the counter.

"Oh are you in the mood for pizza?" She asked, half joking considering she already placed an order

"I don't have a choice huh?"

"Nope" She chortled. She kicked her legs back and forth and looked out the window and her jaw dropped "Bloody Hell, it's already night time! Where did the day go?"

You took her question as a rhetorical one and remained silent. You stretched out your entire body, after being tensed up for the duration of the movie. A whole day of doing nothing and yet you still are tired. Maybe Newton was onto something. You wanted to do something, anything active, but there was nothing to do. It was night and with your injuries, you were restricted to remain doing nothing. All that time wanting a vacation throughout the year with Overwatch and you finally got one. That's not to say you didn't enjoy yourself today, because spending time with the energetic Brit is always a good time, it's just that you didn't know if you could do that for a couple more weeks.

When the pizza arrived, both of you dug in after not having much to eat besides popcorn. Then for dessert was the leftover doughnuts. Lena sent herself into a food coma by indulging in your 5-star dinner. She sighed when she plopped down on the couch, not planning on falling asleep so quickly. You carried her back into the bedroom, still warm from the two of you laying on it earlier. You weren't particularly tired at the moment, but you figured it'd be best to put your sleep schedule back on track, so you laid down next to Lena.

Your Overwatch phone lit up. It was a message from Athena that informed all Overwatch agents about a mission that Winston wanted carried out. It was pretty standard when the agents were spread about Gibraltar. It saved Winston the energy of going out and finding everyone he needed around the rocky cliffside. You read the quick mission debriefing just because of your curiosity. It was a basic mission, still you longed to complete the mission with everybody. You shut off your phone with a sigh and turned over. Faster than you imagined, you were sound asleep.

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