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Sage nodded and then smiled at her. "I don't deserve you," he hummed softly
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"Yes you do." She argued playfully. "Of course you do."
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Sage chuckled and pecked her forehead. "Well, either way, it's your birthday so you get to pick the movie," he noted lightly
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"I told you. I don't care what movie." She said, defiant
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Sage groaned but shook his head in an amused manner. "Fine, well put something random in," he mused. "But if you don't like it change it," he added
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"Okay." She agreed easily flopping back onto the bed and sighng. She scooted up to rest against the headboard, but changed her mind and snuggled up against Sage
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Sage nodded and pulled up something random, snuggling in with her happily.
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Amira sighed, content. She slowly started slipping in and out of sleep, trying to stay awake
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Sage noticed her sort of half nodding off and chuckled. "Sleep if you wannna sleep," he mused
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Amira sighed. "But you're not sleeping, and if you get up I won't be helpful laying here." She teased, tracing a tattoo on his arm
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