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"Won't stay the same forever," He argued, standing. "Man I am starving." |
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"True...." She said sadly |
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"Yeah, anyways, changing moods. No idea-oh,it's noon. Sweet, gonna make a decent ass sandwich." Caden said happily, heading to the kitchen but stopping at the bar and pouring a glass of bourbon. |
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"Have fun. I'm probably gonna not eat" She said, shrugging again and walking upstairs to change into frayed jean shorts and one of Caden's shirts. Wierd combo, but she didn't care at the moment |
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"You just eat when you're hungry, but if you don't eat for more then four days, we're gonna have a few issues." He mused, downing the glass and pouring another before making a decent sandwich and popping it in the microwave. |
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"I'd like to see you try to convince me" She teased, not entirely believing he could get her to do anything she didn't want |
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"On Hell I can't, but you know what can?" He asks, pondering for a moment. "Starvation, that's what." Caden mused, taking a bite of his sandwich. |
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"I can last longer than 4 days, have somerespect, sir." She teased, heading upstairs |
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"Yeah, and once you start feeling like shit don't start complaning to me since i'm going to say the same thing every time!" He called upstairs, chuckling after as he picked up his mess and also went upstairs to organize his half of their walk in closet. |
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Rose walked to the upstairs balcony that overlooked the backyard and far-off city line. SHe sighed, thinking of how far they'd come as a couple and wondered what was next (hint hint) |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
