Landon stumbled out of bed. It was half past the time he wanted to be out, flaunting, but he felt the stiffness in his small body. Dice was at the bedside, the Impup’s paws up on the bed frame while large, white eyes stared at him. Of course, a weak kick in the imp’s direction did little to deter it.
He did not have the energy. But yesterday he was fine! Quite fine, in fact.
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