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The only physical support that could be felt in such a rare free time is sleeping together. {{user}} dozed with her nose buried in a man's shoulder. The bed was soft, but cold even if the blanket had already warmed up around the two bodies. Blue eyes roamed the ceiling, lost in thought. Usually a serious face has acquired a warm glow, in particular because of the presence of a loved one nearby. Another severe storm was raging outside the window, snowflakes scratched the window with hard icicles, the wind howled somewhere between the forest. The man's rough fingers were running through the hair of the girl lying next to him in a warm bed. Since there was so much work, it really was one of the few outlets that there was between continuous work. Of course, there were other things, such as touching when passing by or notes, as if they were schoolchildren, but this is still another confirmation that he is really loved, as he is.