107. First love.
Heri's Point of View. I looked at Galen and passed him the coffee I very hurriedly brewed. He looked terrible at the moment. Dark circles clearly visible, tiredness can be seen as bright as the day and also his rubbing of his head again and again doesn't exactly scream 'okayness' to me. Heri: Are you sure you are not sick? Shall I quickly call Vann? He once again shook his head in a no. He had been saying he was fine since the moment he showed up a few minutes back. Galen: I just wasn't allowed to sleep that well. He smiled at me wryly as he said that. Heri: And what might have disturbed your sleep? Or what didn't allow you to sleep? I have very high expectations that it is because of work, but then again he said there is nothing quite hectic going on at the moment. Galen: You
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