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"Rose," He says, glancing over his shoulder. "You haven't eaten in days, that's starting to concern me.Unless you're 100% without food then you're eating, 'kay?" Caden asks, making a plate. |
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Rose huffed a breath but didn't argue |
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"Sorry for yelling but, you concern me sometimes.That's all," He said, this time his tone much softer. |
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Rose didn't respond, not meeting his eyes |
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He sighed, clearly have lost. "Fine, eat if you want." Caden suggests, sitting at the bar and taking a few bites. |
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Rose just stood there, thinking |
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He finished eating and cleaned his plate, moving to put the spices up and having to turn away from the spice cabinet, the smell being REAL strong. "The fuck is in here?" Caden asks to himself, coughing a smidge before shutting the cabinet and standing. |
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"Everything turned up to ten." |
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"I wouldn't doubt it, the spices here are like shoving a pound of paprika up your nose." He says, getting his phone before turning to head upstairs to the bedroom. |
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