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It was late in the town's night and really, Theta should have been in bed. Instead he was curled up tight with a fuzzy blanket on a couch in the lobby, every light in the place turned up to full blast.
He was pale and biting his lip, obviously struggling to stay awake.
He was pale and biting his lip, obviously struggling to stay awake.