[ he feels her gaze on his back, smells her skin and hears her heartbeat; the blood rushing to her internal organs. being petty doesn't pay off because he can't sleep like this anyway. so after what feels like hours of enduring her stare, but is probably like 20 mins, spike flops over dramatically which makes a tiny thump against the wood. barely audible, but up against the backdrop of nothingness, it's noticeable. WHAT? he mouths. Do I have something on my face?! he points to his face and raises both eyebrows expectantly. ]
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