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Marco cursed under his breath when he heard Leah approach him, taking the tone away from his voice. "Hey, yeah i'm," -Am I though?- "yeah i'm fine.Just, parents, that's all." He says, stroking the mare's neck. |
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amber nugged into marco and leah smiled "she likes you but you still live with your parents ?" |
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"Yeah, been trying to find a job but with rodeos and such, it's hard to find one where i'll be able to show up everyday.They'll kick me out eventually, don't give a shit about me." He informs, rubbing the mare's head. |
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"no i will give a shit about you can stay with anytime" |
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Marco looked up at her, eyes flickering with hope. "Really? I would appreciate that, Leah.Good luck on your run, i've got a check to get." He says turning and walking away. |
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" so you gonna stay with me tonight " she asked as she walked back to the arena |
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"Preferablly," He answers, short and simple. |
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Marco was smiling as he got his check, not telling anyone the reason he was beaming. |
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Leah got on amber and got ready for her second run when amber bolted in the arena when her name was called she did the pattern then ran home and out of the arena |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
