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*Knock knock* A soft knock echoed through my studio, and I looked up from sewing. "Come in." I said, grabbing my phone and checking the time. A quarter past midnight, I still had like an hour to work. "I hope I'm not disturbing you?" Sebastian asked, walking into the room and holding up a glass cup filled with light yellow liquid. "I brought fresh apple juice. I thought you would need a bit of natural sugar to boost your energy." "I didn't know we had fresh apple juice." I replied as I stood up from my chair and stretched my body. My bones gave a small pop, and I sighed. "We don't, but I there were some apples, so I made some for you." He replied, handing the cup to me. "You didn't have to. I know you must be tired after your flight. You should be resting." I fretted and touche

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