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Noah sat there in front of his canvas, puzzled.
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"I'll give you something, paint this guy." She suggested, gesturing to Rocky who was half sliding off the bed and laying on his back.
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Noah smiled down at the dog. "Do you have a good picture? I don't think he'll stay still long enough," he chuckled.
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She reached for his phone on the nightstand, snapping a picture before handing it to him. "I would give you mine but, it's playing music and my AirPods disconnect real quick."
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Noah smiled, "Its okay, thank you," he hummed.
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She pecked his cheek, walking out. "I'm gonna go get some laundry done,"
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Noah smiled, "Okay," he hummed.
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Em went downstairs and started folding laundry, finding a few chapsticks in the process.
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Once she was done she went and did Max's laundry, knowing he was busy and understanding his absence.
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