[Noah shakes his hair a little, grinning, before he slides to the end of his bed and climbs out the cabinet doors. The house is blessedly dark, except for the glow of Ronan and the distant blue flicker of the TV over the loft's half-walls. Noah takes the steps one at a time, stepping over the creaky spots.]
Gansey?
[He pauses a few steps from the top, his head poking up into the room.]
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Gansey?
[He pauses a few steps from the top, his head poking up into the room.]