Mike fell asleep. When he walked past the bed, he always gently stepped on his leg, not wanting it to interfere with Mike's sleep. He hung Mike's clothes on the railing on the balcony. The sky was beautiful tonight, and something good would happen tomorrow. Ryan smiled at the stars, and then he went to take a shower. Before I lay in bed, I looked at Mike for a moment, placed him in a blanket, and lay down against the curtains, but my back was facing Mike.
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