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When Flynn woke up, he wasn't any calmer than he had been the previous morning. Though he was clearly in his own room, as James had opted to sleep with his father that night, there was clearly someone in his bed, crawling up towards him, and it sure as hell wasn't Quinn. Flynn had his eyes closed, but he could tell. Whoever this was, they didn't move like Quinn.
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