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Rosa watches as he leaves, not saying anything, but feeling concerned |
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He picked up Spud,who was knawing on his leg,and plopped him on the couch,the furball growling. "Shut up." |
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Rosa sighs, going into her room and pulling out her diary, working on another entry |
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Caden took out his phone,opening the notes app. August 8th,2024 I found my old jerseys.The ones I had when I was a millionare and was in high school.Found old red white and blue,the one I was shot in.The one I almost died in,the one that almost killed me. That's all im able to say,until next time, Toi Toi |
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Rosa writes and writes. She then closes it, securing the lock back on. She then smiles as Mallow wanders in. Mallow layed his head in her lap. |
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Spud chewed on Caden's hand,drooling. "Rosa!Spud keeps chewing on me and I think you dog is autistic!" He called,staring at the dog with a weirded-out look. |
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Rosa gets up. She walks down stairs, Mallow following. "He's not. He just wants attention. Since you stopped petting him he is upset" she chuckles |
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Caden looks at Rosa,then Spud,then Rosa. "You're telling me,this dog,will just come knaw on your arm,because it wants attention?" Caden flung Spud off of him. |
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Rosa picks Spud off the ground after he skid on the tile. She kisses Spud's head. He licks her face. "Maybe he just doesn't particularly like you, htat's possible too" she teases, trying to lighten the mood a bit. |
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"Murphy,dies es tound die Spudi." Murphy trotted over to Rosa,sitting down and looking up at Spud. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
