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"I just hide the stress in front of the team." She said, walking to the bedroom once more and flopping onto the bed
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"Don't we all?" Caden asks,slipping his hands off her and following her.He sat on the bed and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face,wraping a arm around as usual.
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"I guess so. Especially you." She said lovingly, pecking his lips lightly
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"For real." He responds,turning his face so she kissed him on the cheek instead of his lips.
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"Something wrong?" She asked softly
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"Sure." Caden responds,messing with Murphy. "It's not your fault,by the way so don't go down that path."
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Rose nodded but wondered anyways
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Caden sighed,sitting up and tucking a knee to his chest. "I dont know.The bowl is tommorow and Coach Hawkins has been the most rude ever and it freaking sucks!He's always yelling at me since i've been playing for less then a year.Every single practice he pulls me aside and is just like -Boom- just explodes on me,every single rude thing he can think of,yeah,his mouth id like a waterfall full of them.He's a good coach,though.He makes you really mad,and then he uses it on the field." Caden explains,sighing.
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Rose placed a hand on his back, rubbing it. She was trying to comfort him and hoped she was halping in some way
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Caden leaned into her touch,staring ahead. "I guess I'm just stressed or something....." He trailed off,thinking.
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