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"Hey," He responded blankly, looking up from what he was doing as she walked over. "Not much," Caden sighed. "Just testing old projects." |
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Rose nodded. "This all you're planning on doing today?" She inquired softly, kissing him. |
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"Only if you don't want to do anything," He explained, kissing her back. |
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"I have nothing to do." She said softly |
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"I have a few ideas, though it's a smidge early. Other then that we could go grab something from town and maybe go on a date tonight?" He suggests, standing. |
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Caden smiled slightly at it, eyes warming for once. It'd been weeks since his eyes were warm, usually cold but even that small simple gesture of her agreeing....now all he could do was hope she'd be fine for the rest of the night. He pecked her cheek as he went by, heading out. "Good, what are we feeling? Italian? Steak?" |
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"Anything." She said, shrugging lightly |
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"'Kay, knowing you id say start getting ready at 5ish, we'll leave at 6ish." He informed, booking a reservation to one of the most expensive resturants, a rooftop steak and sea house. |
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"Hey!" She said, mock snappy |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
