[Her thoughts travel along the same path as his, and she doesn't wait to see if anyone else is around before shoving open the door and all but pulling him inside. She pulls him in for another kiss, continuing to walk backwards towards her room. This is more than a physical comfort, somehow; she feels as if a part of her that had inexplicably gone missing has returned just because she's near him. And after what she's been through over the past few days, it's a welcome feeling.]
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