2025 - 4

And somehow it was twelve o’clock at night and somehow, they were there again – in the police office and staring a bloody (literally, not rhetorically) yellow backpack poised on the glinting, greyish-cold metal desk.

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At morning he woke.

He had been awake a few minutes before already, since his bedside wake-up lamp that modelled the light of the sun had already accustomed his brain to sunrise. His alarm bell had chimed quietly in the “wake up” melody that experts had proven to be beneficial to stimulating the brain.

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“Well? What has broken your heart today?” his friend half-jeered at him. Adrian pressed himself back into the soft settee and didn’t answer Cyril’s provocation.

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Cassian and Elliott both stood silent in confusion. Cassian’s brows contorted and conflicted with each other, perhaps trying to judge how serious Hale was.

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