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Configuration "Searching for something was no ordinary twist-you'll have to be desperate and yearning."
- shouki
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The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, bathing the apartment in a soft golden glow. Riddle stirred awake from his spot atop a folded blanket, his heart feeling strangely heavy. Memories of the previous evening flashed through his mind-his harsh words, the vulnerability he tried so hard to mask, and the bitter reminder of how far they were from anything familiar.
He sat up, his ears twitching slightly as he glanced toward the others. Ace and Deuce were still asleep in a corner, sprawled haphazardly over each other. Cater had his head tucked beneath his paws, though his tail flicked occasionally, a sign he was likely dreaming. Trey, as usual, was calm and composed, keeping his distance from the chaos.
In the corner of the room, the Diasomnia rabbits were gathered, their presence impossible to ignore. Malleus was perched regally near the window, his expression contemplative as he observed the first light of day. Lilia was chattering softly to himself, balancing a piece of celery on his nose (which became his habit now). Sebek muttered complaints about how cramped their situation was (as always with his loud voice), while Silver seemed half-awake, lazily lying near Malleus as though conserving his energy.
Riddle couldn't shake the shame that clung to him. He had let his emotions get the better of him, something he vowed never to do again. You're their leader, Riddle. Act like it. He thought, recalling everything.
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