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Dylan was still awake, cuddling with Lilith, and thinking of Robyn. |
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She shifted slightly, and cracked open an eye. "Dyls...?" She murmured, cuddling closer. |
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"Why ain't you sleepin'...?" She asked, half-asleep herself. |
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"I can't," he murmured. "Don't worry about me, you should get some sleep," |
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"Dyls..." She groaned. She shifted, cuddling him. "Just try to sleep... Please? For me?" |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan rubbed her back. "Don't worry about me, I have insomnia, I'm fine," he insisted. |
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"Dylan." She stated, more firmly. "You need rest." |
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Dylan Montgomery - "I already tried to sleep," he insisted, "I'm fine," |
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She just got up, and went back to her room, frustrated and annoyed. |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
