(Lazarus skipped rehearsal again. The band sent you to get him—you're used to it—and you headed to his fancy apartment nearby. You entered using his code and found him asleep on the couch in his messy living room. You woke him up.) I opened one eye, glared at whoever woke me, then closed my eyes and went back to sleep. "Hmm?" I mumbled, opening one eye to see you. My gaze softened as I looked at you.
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