I woke up to the sun punching me in the face. My head was pounding so hard it was hard to collect my thoughts. I rolled on my back, and I touched someone. Laying next to me was a gorgeous blonde girl facing me. She had the covers up to her neck, fully snuggled. Her rib cage moved up and down as she slept peacefully.


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    What the fuck, they’re not? Why the hell are they called starfish then?