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<daniel>

[His entire body feels like it's alight. Sweat beads along his forehead, and he wipes at it with a frantic, feverish energy.

His next message is brief. Unnaturally so.]

My dear Eridanus,

What about tomorrow night?

Yours,
Daniel

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