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The following morning, Stephen finds himself waking up in an empty bed. The absence of the succubus startles him as he sits up and looks around the room for her before realizing the bathroom door is closed.
"Shit, not again," he mumbles under his breath as he moves to open the door, which to his surprise, is unlocked. He prepares himself for the worst but as he opens the door he sees the succubus sleeping soundly in the empty bathtub. The sorcerer sighs in relief but shakes his head with sadness in his eyes as he approaches her to see a tourniquet tightly wrapped around her arm and an empty needle hanging from her arm. He kneels beside her and gently removes the tourniquet and dispossesses the needle. The succubus begins to stir at his actions and Ren's eyes flutter open to see Stephen standing above her. She flinches at first out of reflex but ultimately relaxes when her mind catches up to recognize her surroundings.
"I'm sorry," she whispers softly and Stephen sighs as he lifts her from the bathtub. He moves her into the bedroom and gently places her down before taking a seat next to her.
"I have matters to attend to today, but I won't be leaving you in this state."
Ren rolls her eyes, her high relaxing her. "So I need a babysitter?" Ren asks and shakes her head. "I can't die, you don't have much to worry about."
