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Kayla closed her eyes at his touch, a sense of protection wrapping around her. |
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He pressed a kiss to her head, sipping from his flask. |
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Kayla leaned gently on Gale, lifting her head after a moment and kissing his cheek |
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Gale smiled at the touch, looking at her with a smile before looking back out, happy she was finally coming back-slowly, that is. |
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Kayla mustered up the courage to speak. "Could we...head to bed or something?" She asked quietly |
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"Yeah, if it's what you want." He informed her, noting it was only noon. |
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"Nevermind" She muttered after a moment |
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"You sure?" Gale asked, looking down at her. |
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"Alright," He said hesitantly, shooing away a bird. |
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Moderate Temperatures and Overcast
