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Lucille nodded and cuddled up to him, tucking her head in his chest. Lucille ran through the conversation in her head again and caught it. "Love?" she asked, looking up at him. "You called me love?" |
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he had his eyes closed then she said something and he looked at her" yeah?" |
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Lucille smiled and tucked her head back into his chest, breathing in his scent. "I like that nickname..." she murmured. |
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Lucille smiled and closed her eyes with a yawn. "Goodnight, Leim..." |
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"goodnight love" he closed his eyes and fell asleep holding her close |
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Lucille slept well that night and when she woke up she looked over at Leims clock on his bedside table. Thankfully they still had an hour before they had to get up and get ready for school, so they could cuddle for a little while. |
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Leim woke up feeling her move around "whats wrong" he said in a tired voice |
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Lucille cuddled back into him. "Nothing, just checking the time" she murmured. |
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"ok then love " he lifted her chin and kissed her |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
