[As someone vaguely connected to the art student life that is hell, Red doesn't judge. True love is finding a boyfriend who supplies you with worrying amounts of caffeine when you're on a creative roll and want to spite sleep.]
[Cradling her own drink in one hand, she checks the text with her free one before nodding to him encouragingly.]
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[Cradling her own drink in one hand, she checks the text with her free one before nodding to him encouragingly.]