Sleep, my fantasy.

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Sebastian, feeling he had no say in this sighed in defeat and turned to me, "okay fine. I guess you are right but, at least I should take a shower, shouldn't I?" He sounded tired but my selfish self nodded in approval. "Is there a way I can make us something to drink while you are at it?" I asked him with doubt in my tone. I hadn't been into the kitchen since I'd been here and I didn't know if it was an empty one since his staff did the most things that involved cooking. "I'm not a fan of processed drinks, just natural but yes, there are fruits in a cabinet and there is a juice blender if that is okay." He said, beginning to leave my presence. "I'll be back." He told me, "the kitchen is yours." I smiled and watched him disappear from sight before doing a little victory dance. I wondere

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