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Morning came far too soon and the sunlight tickled my face until I couldn't sleep any more. With aching muscles and protesting limbs, I sat up from my bed and looked at the other side of the room.
No Ryoko. Her bed was made, just like every morning. She'd slept here, she just left before I woke up. From the smell hanging in the room, she even cooked breakfast.
Maybe she hadn't tried to avoid me then? I just slept way too long.
Still... I really wanted to talk to her. Clear the air now my head was feeling lighter. But that would have to wait until she was back.
Disappointed, I swung my legs onto the floor and took the first steps since I crashed. My legs ached, but they carried me to the table.
Guilt swirled through me as I found a covered plate with a note.
"Ylva, you need to reg
