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"Woah, woah, woah, thats hot!" |
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Emery shrugged, taking another bite. "I mean, not really." She mused, voice muffled by the food. |
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Noah sighed with a chuckle, continuing to cook the pancakes. |
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She made herself a plate, stacking a few atop eachother and drizzling them with syrup. Emery guzzled down the pancakes, done before Noah even sat down. |
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Noah chuckled, sitting down to eat just as she finished. |
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"Those were good, thanks babe." She murmured, wiping the syrup off her lips before pecking his lips and cleaning up. |
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Noah smiled, pecking her lips and helping her clean up |
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Em smiled a little, washing a dish. |
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Eventually the kitchen was spotless, Emery heading up to go shower. |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
