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Sage felt himself relax slightly when she finally drifted off, and waited for a bit longer before drifting off himself.
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Celeste slept peacefully through the rest of the night, waking the next morning.
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Sage was still asleep when she woke, since he'd been really tired
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Celeste got up, moving to make herself breakfast, but still not feeling great about himself.
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Sage curled around himself to preserve the warmth left in the bed but other than that didn't move
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Celeste cooked, and nibbled on her food, but wasn't too appetized.
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Eventually the smell of food did wake sage up, and he sort of got up with a soft groan, wandering into the kitchen to find Celeste, still half asleep. He was awake enough to give her a peck on the cheek, and a mumbled good morning, but then plopped down on a chair with a yawn, resting his head on his arms on the table there.
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Celeste murmured a soft good morning, but stayed picking at her food.
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Sage wasnt quite hungry yet, so he lay on the table like that for a while before he woke up enough to grab a glass of water And some fruit
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Celeste just stayed where she was, pushing around her food with her fork.
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