[ He can't imagine having left, what it would be like for her to wake up alone. Even hungover and rumpled, she looks so beautiful, enough that it makes his heart throb in his chest. Eddie stands from the couch, plucks a bottle of sparkling water out from among the gift baskets. He hands it to her as he settles at the edge of the bed, keeping his hands to himself. For now, anyway. ]
I'm doing alright. [ The hangover isn't too bad, though he can feel the lack of sleep, a tired ache in his bones. ] How about you?
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[ He can't imagine having left, what it would be like for her to wake up alone. Even hungover and rumpled, she looks so beautiful, enough that it makes his heart throb in his chest. Eddie stands from the couch, plucks a bottle of sparkling water out from among the gift baskets. He hands it to her as he settles at the edge of the bed, keeping his hands to himself. For now, anyway. ]
I'm doing alright. [ The hangover isn't too bad, though he can feel the lack of sleep, a tired ache in his bones. ] How about you?