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"If you want me to" She says simply, looking at him. "What should I wear?" She asks
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" A dress or something nice.The more pockets the better." Caden replies,shoving viles into his pocktes.
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And we're back to this. She thought, grabbing the same blue dress but a jacket with hidden pockets as well. She quickly got dressed and grabbed her knife, shoving it into the easiest access pocket
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Caden sighed,opening the safe and reaching out,hesitating to grab his gun.He wrapped his hand around it,picking it up and putting it into his pocket,kinda sad.
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"You okay?" She asked, grabbing her pistol and putting it in it's concealed holster
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"Yeah just,don't want any more mental tattoos if you know what I mean." He says,running a knife's blade through his fingers.
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Rose nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. "I'll be there for you at least." She said, trying to help
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"True." He says,tieing his shoes before headin out the door,waiting on Rose to hop in.They drove to the party,Caden immediatly spotting Trevor
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Rose got out of the car as they arrived, going to stand by Caden where she usually does. Great... She thought, walking beside him
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Caden dissapeared into the crowd,dragging Trevor along with him into a seperate room. "Good luck tonight." Trevor nodded,Caden snarling before leaving.
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