A pillow. Home. Tover blinked. “You like spicy food?” Tover tried several times to focus his heavy eyes. He was laid out on a comfortable bed with a large pillow, like in his dream. He glanced down and saw he was naked underneath a thin cotton sheet. And sitting beside the bed was a beautiful young woman. Tover pulled the sheet tight around his body. The movement hurt his ribs and broken wrist, and he realized he was still in terrible shape. And naked in the presence of a stranger. She had dark skin and thick black hair, pulled back in a ponytail. She wore a spaghetti-strap floral shirt and had flour on her hands. Her teeth were slightly crooked, shiny white and large, and openly displayed in the most enthusiastic smile Tover had ever seen. Tover swallowed. His throat was parched, and the air tasted sour.
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