Trying to wake her up.
Right now I'm clawing at her legs with my now sharp finger nails, and she's kicking her legs as if she were riding a bicycle. Funny thing is, I doubt she'll remember any of this when she wakes up.
... Yeah, I'm a bastard. I'll apologize to her in the morning.
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