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(Surviving) "Try me." She challenged with a smile
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(oof) "I forfeit, can't throw pillows at the pregnant lady." I noted, holding my hands up in mock surrender.
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(Yeah but getting through it) She scoffed at him. "Oh, you're the one asking for it. Sleeping on the couch, that is." She snapped playfully
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🤠 "I forfeited!" I called, raising a brow as I threw my hands up in defeat.
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She threw another pillow while laughing
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"It's better than sleeping on the couch!" I mused, dodging it like some Jackie Chan movie.
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"Right because a single night away wouldn't be paradise. Sure, sure"
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"A SINGLE NIGHT AWAY WOULD BE HELL!" I called, tossing my now empty ice cream container in the trash.
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"I take up most of the bed! You could stretch out!" She said
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"Hon, that couch fits me barely if im laying on it." I noted, rolling my eyes.
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