Eli had barely managed to put a foot out of bed, but the world was once again spinning around him. He had not even needed Aria's encouragement to sit back again on the mattress.
His face sunk on his palm, scrubbing away the sweat that made his fringe stick to his forehead.
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Date: 2015-10-17 06:51 pm (UTC)From:His face sunk on his palm, scrubbing away the sweat that made his fringe stick to his forehead.
"Where's Lucien?"
And Sybil. Sybil too.
"Where's Sybil?"