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Sage was still out cold by the time she woke up, arms still wrapped around her happily.
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Amira traced his tattoos and scars along his arm, a sign of his strength
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Sage stayed asleep for a while longer before sort of stirring and tightening his grip on her slightly as he started to wake
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"Hey, handsome" She murmured, kissing his cheek
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His eyes fluttered open and he sort of smiled up at her. "Hey," he hummed, voice still thick with sleep but happy to see her
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"Sleep more if you need." She insisted, playing with his hair. "I'll wait for you" she promised
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Sage chuckled softly and shrugged. "I'm fine," he promised. "Just waking up a bit more," he added with a yawn
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Amira smiled and kept playing with his hair
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Sage just nestled into her lap, relaxing. Her hands felt nice on his head.
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Amira giggled quietly when he nestled into her lap. She continued to play with his hair and think
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