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"I guess. We just talked. Well, she talked and I commented" She muttered |
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"Good.While you were gone some random motivation came so I cleaned the house and now im not doing anything for the next two days because all my motivation is gone." He said,half joking but,mainly not. |
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Rose smiled at him softly. "That's fine" She muttered. "Do you want to go to the gym with me tomorrow?" She offered |
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"Speaking of gym." He says,setting his phone down. "Yes i'll go but,ANYWAYS.So...I made a really good PR....instead of 350 pounds on front squat its now 450 pounds and on overall weight its 480 pounds." He brags |
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"Please tell me it was just like, pure rage or something and not steroids" She said, looking at him skeptically |
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"Yeah,it was only pure rage." He says,looking over. |
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"Nice job" She said. "You just gonna sit here all evening?" She asked, watching him |
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"Yup.Or I can go to my study and procrasinate life and drink and...I'd rather not throw up for a fourth time today." He says,doomscrolling again. |
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"I'm going to watch a movie upstairs and probably fall asleep" She said, standing. "Love you" She murmured, walking upstairs |
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"Love you to." He calls,turning his music up to full blast again |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
