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"No.I've had the burritos,not sandwhiches." He says,gobbling down the last bite |
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Rosa nods, finishing her own sandwich |
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He crumples up the aluminum foil and throws it,landing it into the trash bin. |
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"I know,like throwing a football all those years ago," He mutters,snapping his jaw shut. |
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Rosa looks down, her smile fading. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories" |
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"It's fine,just thinking if the glorious days." He mutters,smiling |
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Rosa nods, leaning her head on his shoulder |
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Caden layed his head on hers |
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Rosa smiles, "I love you" |
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