[For some reason now that she's finally in bed Clarissa doesn't feel restful at all, despite her tiredness. A couple of minutes are wasted turning over and flipping the pillow and just generally shuffling around anxiously, before Clarissa finally realises what's amiss.
...It's something she usually only does in her sleep, not that Clarissa ever really notices she does it, but she moves closer to Silver, pressing her body up against his and wrapping her arm tightly around him.]
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...It's something she usually only does in her sleep, not that Clarissa ever really notices she does it, but she moves closer to Silver, pressing her body up against his and wrapping her arm tightly around him.]