You overwork yourself

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You were hunched over your desk, looking at the same paper for what felt like forever, no matter how many times you stared at the words nothing appeared in your mind, you stayed like that reading the same line over and over again until you felt a cold hand on your shoulders. You looked up from your paper, clearly drowsily, to see Shadow Weaver, it took a minute to register who she was, but once you had, she was already sweeping you into her arms bridal style and taking you to you and hers shared room.

She gently laid you down on the bed, taking a minute to pull your clothes off and replace them with sleep wear. She pulled the covers up to your chin as she groaned and mutter inaudible things about working more. She chuckled softly, taking off her mask to press a small kiss on her forehead, which sent you off to sleep for the night.

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