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Upon your return to the shared bedroom, you were fully geared up for your hiking adventure, yet Benson remained deeply enmeshed in his peaceful slumber. A faint sigh escaped your lips as you approached him, determined to rouse him from his prolonged rest.
With a tender touch, you gently shook him, your voice a soft, coaxing whisper, "Benson... Benson." The room held an air of tranquility, but your patience was wearing thin.
Benson's eyelids fluttered as he stirred, his disheveled form gradually elevating with the support of his elbows. As he awakened, the warm, cozy blanket slipped down, revealing his soft, chubby belly. He yawned, still caught in the clutches of sleep.
"Huh?" he mumbled groggily, attempting to shake off the remnants of his dream-induced stupor. His eyes, bleary but curious, locked onto your figure, and he let out another yawn, his voice a low, sleepy murmur.
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