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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled at him. "How'd you sleep?" she asked. Lizzie crawled over to her, and Celeste smiled, picking up the baby and drawing her close, letting her play with her hair. |
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Sage hummed softly and shrugged. "I slept pretty well," he noted lightly |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled. "Thats good," |
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Sage nodded with a grin. "Are you ready for tonight then," he asked lightly |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste grinned and nodded. |
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He grinned and moved to kiss her, though the door was knocked so he slipped over to open it. It was the seamstress, with the fixed up suit and the smaller dress sized for Liz. He took them from her and thanked her, moving inside with a light grin on his face. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste remained in bed, smiling, keeping Lizzie entertained. |
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Sage brought the things back inside, holding up Lizzie's dress, which matched him and Celeste. |
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Sage chuckled and nodded, tucking the dress and his now altered suit away with Celeste's dress in the closet where they'd be safe |
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