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TRIGGER WARNING: MASS SHOOTING Toby: "Wake up! We have a problem." Logan's words pierced a peaceful sleep, one warmed by the warmth spreading through me. Sophia and Wit were wrapped around me, encasing me. I don't know how I ended up in the middle, but I liked it. "Five more minutes, Lo. I'm tired." I settled back into the nest of comfort, only to be ripped from it by the thump of something hitting me in the head. "What the f.u.c.k, Logan?" I snarled, sitting upright. "We have a PROBLEM." He enunciated the word problem like I hadn't heard him the first time. "No, I heard you. But whatever it is, couldn't it wait five minutes?" I shook Sophia and Wit, waking them up before Logan gave them the same thud on the head with whatever he had wrapped tight in his hand. He tossed the pri