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He blocked their link and watched the moon's reflection on the water, Mason sighed and laid down in one of the spare rooms before drifting off to sleep. The others gaurded the house |
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She pulled out another cushion and kept battling. |
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Alice felt the block "alright then" she said to herself Zamika? She tried, she wanted to talk to some one other than Macon, not because she didn't like him, because he was clearly tired |
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She dropped the stick, Yes? |
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whats up? She asked happy to hear her |
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Chilling at my new ranch battling cushions and dust. You? Zamika chuckled and sat down. |
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Welp I´m going to try and find some horses. Know any wild herds? Zamika asked walking back inside. |
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Mason stirred in his sleep, He had a nightmare that a rouge had attacked Alice which made him jolt upwards. His shirt clung to his muscles as he was sweating in his sleep |
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(*Me a lesbian hating the visual* WHY CRUEL WORLD!) |
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Sunny
