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He laughed, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "What would you enjoy doing then? I'm fine with anything, long as you're happy." |
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Kylie shrugged, "I dunno, what do you wanna do?" She whispered, leaning up and kissing him. |
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He kissed her back, looking back down at her. "Was hoping you wouldn't ask that," Max chuckled. |
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"Why?" She cocked her head. |
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"Because I honestly have no ideas besides drinking, and i'd rather not deal with another hangover right now." |
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"Oh," she hummed. "Well, we could just talk?" |
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He chuckled, pecking her head as Rocky bounded in and settled at the end of the bed. "True. Is it just me or does our professor wear the same shirt like, everyday?" |
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"Oh my gosh! You noticed that too!! I thought it was just me!!" She squealed. |
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"Every single day it feels like, always the same blue polo and never any others. Wait that and the orange one, those two." |
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Breezy and Pleasant
