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Connor felt safe nestled in next to his brother, dry pull-up under his PJ's, and Brownie held close. Maybe they'll be nice.. Connor, thought to himself...trying to reassure himself. And anyways....Luke's here. No matter what Luke's gonna be here. he continued thinking.
It seemed like Connor's nervousness would make it impossible to sleep, but cuddled up to Luke he found his eyes closing, and before too long Connor's breathing slowed, his face calm finally in sleep, as he dozes his mind finally at ease, his thumb resting loosely against his lower lip.
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