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"Maybe go home and put a movie on or something. Heck, I don't know." She trailed off, noting that there food was at the table.
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Noah nodded, "Thats sounds good," he smiled.
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"And you get to pick the movie this time, feel like you never do." Emery took a bite of the eggs she ordered
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Noah groaned. He always had a strange taste in movies.
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"Unless you don't want to, either one." She mused, sipping her coffee.
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"Can you just pick? Please?"
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"Yup," She responds, taking another bite.
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"Thanks," he relaxed, returning to his food.
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Emery nodded, finishing her food then sipping on her coffee as she waited on Noah, admiring the now late sunrise that still, was stunning.
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Noah finished up his breakfast and paid. "Ready?"
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