“Oh, Ryan,” I say with a sigh, reaching out to brush his messy hair back from his brow. “What are we gonna do with you?” “Put me out of my misery.” I smirk. “I don’t think things are quite that dire.” “I’m going out of my fucking mind,” he admits, a slight catch in his voice. The poor man is past the point of exhaustion. Alright, it’s time for someone to take charge of this situation. Geminis love a good problem to fix. “Well, okay,” I say, hands on my hips as I glance around the room. “I don’t think it’s a matter of you not being able to sleep on your back. I think we just have to set you up
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