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You woke slowly from your sleep, Jeff was shaking in a cold sweat. His raven hair stuck to his white face, the corners of his carved smile turning down. You looked down at him pitifully and rubbed his head. Like always he was going through a hangover, and his were always the worst. Poor Mike, never saw Jeff coming.
"Jeffy!" you whispered giving him a shake, he hated being called Jeffy, Jeffy-boo, and god forbid Jeff fa fa. He moaned painfully rolling to push himself against the couch. You sighed, looking at the clock it was 9:32. Slenderman was probably wondering where you were, and against your better judgment you slide your self out from under Jeff. With his sweating it was easy and your shirt was soaked. You half walked and stumbled into the kitchen, every morning its like your body was drunk. Taking the phone off the hook you dialed his number, it rang 8 times of course.
"Hello? This is Slenderman" he said in his usual monotone voice, a knot formed