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He grinned at that, wrapping his arm around her and pecking her cheek. |
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Kayla giggled lightly at the gesure and playfully tackled him to the ground in the sun |
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Gale let her, putting a hand to his head as though he was hurt. "Oh no, you killed me. Seems i'm dead, nice." He mused, just teasing. |
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"Guess I win." She teased, using the same tone she used to |
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"Oh please, barely did anything." He protested, smirking up at her. |
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He shrugged lightly, rolling his eyes. "Eh, true." |
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"But....you could likely do the same..." |
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"Nothing" She said, her smile faltering |
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