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"Well that's different, plus we were both already half asleep. Thats one of the only exceptions." He explained with a chuckle, popping his wrist. |
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Kylie sighed, relieved. "Okay," |
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His phone rang, Max hanging up on the number. |
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He hadn't looked at the number, instantly reckognizing it was his boss. "My boss," Max muttered, calling him back. "My apologies, misclicked. Anyway you dialed?" He asked, a complete different tone then how he usually talked. |
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"Of course, I understand. Have a good evening." He said in the same tone, hanging up and rolling his eyes. "If money grew on trees i'd have ten of them in the backyard." Max mused, settling back beside her. |
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Kylie giggled lightly. "Everything okay?" She asked. |
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"Yeah, just got to work late." He explained. |
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"Oh... do you hafta go tonight?" |
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