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Emery heard the door turn, pulling the covers over both of them instantly, wondering if Max had come home early before Rocky burst in, having figured out how to open doors a while ago. The woman just sighed, rubbing her temple. "I forgot you learned how to do that," |
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Noah, shocked at the sudden commotion, instinctively clutched onto her protectively. He sighed in relief when he realized it was just Rocky. |
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"You probably need to go out though," She noted, getting out of bed and pulling on sweats and a hoodie, yawning as she made her way downstairs. |
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Noah got up too, getting dressed. |
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Em went and let Rocky out, the dog tugging on his leash slightly before calming. |
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Noah got up, making them something for breakfast. |
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She eventually convinced the dog back inside, unclipping his leash. |
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Noah had made and plated breakfast. |
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Emery walked back in, seeing breakfast already made. "Thanks, babe." She said gratefully, pecking his cheek. |
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