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He walked over to her, his shoulder grazing hers. "She's a pretty horse, to be fair." |
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" thanks " she said " what are you doing" she asked |
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"Breathing, existing, standing, speaking, y'know, the usual." Marco joked, pecking her head as Puma started pawing at the ground. He shot the mare a look, the horse stilling. |
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" no i mean with your phone you walked inside just to get your phone for what" |
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"Well I got a tracker on my dad's phone, for obvious reasons. Just want to be sure he's still far far away." He assured, truthful. |
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" ok " she said as she kept petting Amber |
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She finally walked out of ambers stall and to Marco, she walked up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders and started to massage them |
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He stiffened, shoulders relaxing just a smidge |
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" calm down " she said softly |
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Snow and Sleet Mix, Clearing at Night
