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" [They] keep on textin’ me. Do I like [them]? No, definitely. "

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Carl sighed softly as he drowsily sat up, hair and absolute mess and covering both his eyes as well as sticking up at the back. His shirt crumpled and riding up his abdomen, and his sweatpants a tad bit too low on his hips. The cool air after trying to toss off the blankets made him shiver, and he grumbled as he decided to sleep in.

Because it was his day off, of course? Why wouldn’t he sleep in.

Though he did doze off after a while, the ringing of his phone woke him up, and he would try to ignore them — which was a hard choice on his part, the person seemed persistent, spamming calls in order to force a reply out of him.

Not a damn break he’d ever get from his job, nor his family, but he’s just as stubborn to get some extra hours of sleep in.

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