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"Just like a rustic western look? I want it to be nice, but not prissy english rider nice, y'know?" She asked, slightly joking around |
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Elijah nods, "Yep, sounds good" he says. He hugs her. "I was thinking of building a homemade crib from wood I've collected from helping someone clearing trees" he says, "What do you think?" he asks. Elijah was actually quite a skilled craftsman |
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"Oh, I love that!" She said, squeesing him. "I'm crazy excited." She said, nearly squealing |
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Elijah smiles, gently lifting her up. "I'm excited too! Let's go!" he says placing her back down and grabbing her hand. He then led her to the truck. He opened the door for her, helping her into the passenger's seat. |
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Dakota giggled as Elijah lifted her. She climbed into the truck with ease, more ready than ever to go. Once they got to the store, Dakota immedietly found a couch. She plopped down onto the leather. "Yeah, this one." She stated |
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Elijah chuckles, "okay, we'll get that one" he says calling over an employee to help him get the couch onto the cart. |
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( on and off. It's thx giving) Dakota took Elijah's hand again, following him around the store and looking at a few things she liked |
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Elijah looked around with her |
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"What do you think?" She asked once they had picked out the essentials. "I'm ready to head home." She added, checking out before loading the truck and heading home |
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