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"Em," Max called, Emery turning. "What?" She asked, sitting down. "You want a glass?" To which she bashed him about drinking for a few mintes, then sat once moe. |
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Noah just watched, having to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from laughing. |
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"But whyy?" Max whined, Emery just glaring at him. "Max, you literally got drunk last night. Not the best example in my opinion, the night before I walked in and saw a sight that'll make me be scarred for the rest of my life." She scowled, Max just shrugging before nodding and dumping out the glass. |
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Noahs eyes widened a bit as he listened, going to sit beside Em. |
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Em scooted closer to him slightly, Max walking over and sitting across from them. "Why are you two so hap-OH," He paused, grinning. "Ya'll are back together, nice." |
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Noah smiled and nodded, putting an arm around her shoulders and kissing her cheek. |
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Emery eyed Noah with a smile before leaning into him, Max taking that as a signal to go busy himself in work again. "I missed this," She said after a moment, letting out a short, soft sigh. |
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"Honestly, even with a brother who doesn't know how to shut up, it was getting kinda boring." Em said softly, adding a small chuckle to the end. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
