Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-34012245-20190618140339

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A cold draft of wind forced sleep out of Franz's mind. He squeezed his eyes shut and pulled the bedsheets tighter around himself. That's when he rmembered.

''Right! I'm not at home anymore, this is Fallon's place... And I'm sharing room with that... Roachirou guy? And one more.'' He bolted upright, eyes still sleepy, and had to wrap himself in the covers once more to shield his bare torso from the cold. Franz's shirt and sweater were not too far away, but he didn't even know what hour it was... Would it be okay to just get dressed and go out? 