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Max chuckled, smiling down at her. "He's a weird dog, to be fair." |
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"C'mere bub!" Max called, the dog darting upstairs. "Did he just....what?"
Rocky bolted back downstairs, sitting right down in front of him. "Only for food, only for food."
The man muttered, giving him his breakfast. |
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Kylie rolled her eyes, going back to get dressed. |
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Max wasn't hungry, he never was anymore. He grabbed a apple out of the basket on the island, taking a bite of the crisp fruit. |
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Kylie finished pulling on her clothes, walking over to him and kissing his cheek. |
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Max brushed his lips against hers, wrapping his arms around her waist. |
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Kylie smiled. "Hello," she giggled. |
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He chuckled, gaze finding hers. |
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Kylie smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Mm, would you like something?" She teased lightly. |
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