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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan gave her a sympathetic look. "What do ya wanna do? Take your mind off of things," he suggested. |
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She sat on her bed, crutches on the floor. "I don't know." She stated. "I mean, I have movies and board games." |
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"Whatever you wanna do," he said, sitting down beside her. |
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"I got some rated R stuff, some horse films, Hazbin Hotel, Transformers, different stuff." She shrugged. |
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Dylan smiled and shrugged. "Whatever you wanna watch," |
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She just grabbed a random movie, and put it in, and sat back down. She moved a picture of Ocean Baroness, and put it in a desk drawer. |
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Dylan frowned as she put the picture of her deceased mare in a drawer, but didn't say anything. Dylan sat on her bed, leaning back and opened his arms to hug her. |
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She leaned into him, letting him hug her. "I hate Mikaela..." She muttered. |
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Dylan hugged her, rubbing her back. "I know, I know..." |
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"What do you want for dinner? I can make something, or I can order out." She stated. |
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Crisp, Clear, and Cool
