Shelley sits still, thinking, and also keeping the blanket very firmly pulled up over her chest. She may be wearing a nightie, but he is on her bed and it doesn't quite seem enough. He must have been trying something to do with her, or the odds are too great that it would be her sucked into his dream, so...
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Date: 2006-07-31 12:46 am (UTC)"What were you doing?"