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"okay, my ankles worse so its gonna take me a bit" i say as my phone dies |
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"ok" i' text waiting for a response and getting up and getting some towels ready and making some food. |
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it takes me about 5 hrs to get there and nahla an i are a bit skinny |
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I see you walking up my driveway and meet you at the door, "you ok?" |
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"come on in, I food on the stove and fresh towels for the shower, help yourself" I say shutting the door behind you. |
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nahla lays an immediatly falls asleep |
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i eat then gets a bath not talking much |
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(i keep checking it i forget your dad is home hows that going?) |
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