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“Okay, get in bed, Carl. You too, Mongo. We’re all tired.” “You know I have my own room now, right?” “Don’t be silly, Carl. I can’t sleep without you, and you know it. Now get into bed.” I grumbled, but the moment I lay down, it felt as if I was encased in a warm hug. Donut jumped onto my shoulder, curling up near my neck. Then Mongo hopped onto my legs, and I didn’t feel the weight of him. I fell asleep in seconds.
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The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #3)
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