David Deacon Kay
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    It was around 5 am in the morning. You were in bed with Deacon asleep, but you kept tossing and turning.

    You were craving attention. You eventually couldn’t take it anymore so you started to nudge and poke Deacon.

    “Deacon…” you whispered. “Wake up…” Deacon groaned in response and shifted in his position.

    “{{user}}…not now, let me sleep.” He groaned tiredly, as he turned his back to you.

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