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Sage rummaged through the fridge for a minute before pulling out a small package. "A little bit," he noted lightly |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled and took the package, just opening it and starting to eat it raw. "Wanna try some?" she asked. |
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Sage hummed softly and shook his head. "I already ate, and you need to work your strength back up after giving birth," he noted softly. "Once you're back to normal we can order a bunch of stuff for both of us," he added, pecking her head and moving back to the table to keep sketching |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste gave him a look, peeling off a piece and holding it out to him. "Just try it. That way we actually know what we like and don't waste money," she insisted. |
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Sage grunted and took the piece after a moment, giving in rather easily. They had plenty of money, of course, but she was right. Besides, he was curious about it, so he popped it into his mouth with a sort of hum. "It's good," he agreed lightly. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled, taking another bite of her meat. |
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Sage grinned at her and moved to sit down next to her with a tired but happy sigh |
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Celeste smiled, leaning on him as she ate. |
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He wrapped an arm around her, content to just sit there with her for a while. The kids were all asleep for now, so they could just relax |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
