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[While Marina had given Lewis a key to her apartment a few months prior, she rarely expected him to use it. Rather, she spent much more time at his, left enough of her things there to claim a piece of his space as her own whether he liked it or not. Today, though, had been different. It had just been easier to go home instead of going out of her way when she just needed to rest.

She's not sure what time it is when she stirs at the feeling of movement, but it's still dark. Definitely still dark, without a wink of light outside. She groans into the arm splayed over her face, barely opening her eyes to look at him.]

Hey.