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Max came back out, wrapping his arms back around her and pecking her neck.
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Kylie just remained still, quiet.
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"You...okay?" He asked, wanting to know.
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"Kylie...you sure?" He asks, worried she wasn't telling him what was wrong.
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Kylie hesitated. "Did I smell bad?" she whispered, embarrassed.
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"Huh? No? Oh...the shower thing yeah, I do that with everyone. Like I really don't care who you are you're taking a shower before you go to bed, it's just a thing I do I swear." He explained, running a hand over his face.
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"Oh," she giggled nervously. "Okay, sorry I thought you thought I smelled bad," she blushed. "Wait, how come you didn't make me shower last night?"
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