They entered the mattress room, where Julian lay naked on the floor, asleep, with Dawn snuggling next to him. She opened her eyes and groaned. “What time is it?” she asked, her voice a ghastly croak. “About eight in the morning,” Melanie replied. “What time did you go to bed?” “Oh, fuck, who knows? Feels like ten minutes ago. There’s coffee in this place, right?” “Lots of it.” Dawn ran a hand through her severely messed-up hair. “Is there a wheelchair, too? I could use a wheelchair.” “I’m sure we can dig one up. I’m going to want a full report, by the way.” “Same here. Oh, since you have bare feet you’ll want to watch your step.” Melanie and Carl showered, kissed, dried each other off, and got dressed. Dawn, or the zombie that looked like Dawn, joined them halfway through the process, and they left the harem together to enjoy a hearty breakfast. * * * * * With a few cups of coffee in her, Dawn was much more alert, and sat there in the kitchen eating her ham and cheese omelet with a dreamy look on her face.
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