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"I know, I know. And I really am sorry, Dylan. I was just agitated and upset, and lashed out at you. I didn't intend to hurt you, it's just... everything getting to me. But I didn't wanna ruin your birthday either." She stated. "Guess I messed that up too, huh?" |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan sighed. "I really don't want us to end, but can you promise me you won't do that to me again?" |
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"Yeah. I promise." She nodded. "Cross my heart." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan stood up, cupped her face and kissed her. |
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She kissed him back, and soon parted. "So... wanna see what I got you for your birthday?" She asked. |
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Dylan Montgomery - "Later, I just want to spend time with you," he said, hugging her tight. |
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"Mmm, okay." She responded. "Whatever you wanna do, love." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan nodded, squeezing her tight. |
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She laid in his arms, content. "I hope you like what I got you." She stated. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan smiled, burying his face in her chest and hummed contently. He was just happy to get her back. |
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