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Walter grinned up at Paige as she straddled him in his chair, his hands naturally resting on her hips before slowly inching upwards, pulling her closer as she whispered his name. Her hands gently cradled his head and turned it upwards to meet hers, her lips mere inches away from his. His lips began to search for hers, but instead they found his arm.
Walter sat up with a jolt and realized he had fallen asleep at his desk. He looked around and saw Toby giving him a smug grin.
“Well hello there, sleepy head,” Toby greeted.
“Where's Paige?” Walter asked as he looked around again, absentmindedly wiping his mouth to make sure he hadn't drooled.
“I'm good, thanks for asking,” Toby answered as if Walter had returned his customary greeting. “And Paige went to go get some stronger coffee and to pick up Ralph from school. So don't worry, she wasn't around to hear you practically moan her name in your sleep.”