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Tora woke with tears on his face and a bizarre certainty that he had died and gone to hell. Then he registered the familiar ceiling with the big water stain over his bed and realized he was in his shitty one-room apartment. His black hair was so messy that tangled curls filled his peripheral vision. He’d fallen asleep in a tank top and shorts, but it had ridden up at some point during the night, and now was more of a crop top. He wouldn’t care except that there was a shadow over his face and, uncomfortably close, the sound of noodles being slurped. Tora yanked his shirt down irritably and sat up.
Sure enough, his roommate was sitting cross-legged in midair above him, eating ramen.
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