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"How does this oven work?Have'nt used it since I was....16?Four years later and i've still nev-BLOODY HELL." He said as a automated voice came on,yapping. "SHUT UP.STOPPPPP.Oh,I got it to stop.Nice." I DID"NT STOP "SHUT,UP." AT YOUR COMMAND "Why is everything voice automated?" He said,making the brownies. |
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Rose laughed as he argued with the oven. She couldn't help herself, he was arguing with a kitchen appliance. She sat at the bar and looked at the intricate ring |
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"Listen,before my parents went,somewhere,they dumped me here at 16 so...hell I still can't even label all the rooms." He says,putting the brownies in the oven. "Yo,you want one of the mixer legs?" yk what i mean) |
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Rose laughed again and smiled. "Sure" |
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Caden passed her the leg,licking the batter off his. "Damn,Betty Crocker is the way to go." He says,pouring a glass of champagne. "You want some?" |
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Rose took it and licked hers. Rose nodded when he offered champagne |
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Caden poured two glasses,bringing one over to Rose and sitting next to her,sipping on it. |
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Rose took a sip and smiled at Caden. "I love you" She murmured |
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"I love you to." He says,sipping the champagne. |
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Rose sat there with him in peaceful silence, sipping on the champagne, until the oven went off |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
