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Sage groaned and nodded. "I know, but I can't stomach anything," he noted, leaning his arms on the table and resting his head on them tiredly |
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"Sage, I really need you to eat," |
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Sage sort of gave her an apologetic look. "I feel like I'm going to puke already," he groaned, flopping his head onto his arms tiredly. |
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Celeste sighed, just gently rubbing his back. |
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Sage found himself leaning in to the touch with a soft breath of air escaping his lips. It did feel good. Soothing. Some of the tension left his shoulders after a while. |
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Celeste just rubbed his back. |
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Sage just leaned into her touch, calming down slightly. He wound up falling asleep like that with his head on his arms, since he'd been up all night. |
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He'd slipped into a deep sleep pretty quickly, not even moving as Odessa and Xander moved through their house to get their own meals and such. |
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Celeste stayed with Sage, also lightly napping. Someone was always with the kids though. |
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Partly Cloudy with Afternoon Drizzle
