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her eyes flicked from to the TV to the departing figure. "hugary, huh?" her eyes returned to the TV when a horse gave a shrill whinney
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"Only a little bit," he replies from the other room and returns to Abby with an apple in his hand.
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she reached over and grabbed the apple, taking a bit out of it and handing it back with a smile.
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He frowned as she took his food away then sent a small glare at her as Abby gave the apple back with a bite taken out of it. "You had your own food to eat," he muttered as he took a bite out of it, "quite stealing mine."
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she giggled "you're no fun" she settled back down on the couch
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He rolled his eyes jokingly and continued to eat the lays his back across the armrest of the couch.
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she giggled at his eye roll then returned her attention to the TV, mesmerized by the work of Dr. Pol "i hope one day i'll be as good as him..." she murmered
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He looked at her and followed her gaze to the TV. "I bet you will," he says with a smile then pulls Abby in to lay on his chest.
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she smiled and cuddled close to him, immediately noticing how cold she was compared to him. she looked up, then back at the TV, her gaze fixed on every movement the vet made. she needed all the information she could get
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Micah gently ran a hand through Abby's hair as she watched the TV. Once he was done eating the apple he made the remains of it disappear then appear over the trash can and fall in.
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