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"Well, now...." She muttered.
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Dylan glanced down at her, "Wanna go to breakfast now, or after she leaves for work?"
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"Uh, probably after work. It'd be awkward with her." She responded, still highly embarassed.
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"Uh, probably after work. It'd be awkward with her." She responded, still highly embarassed.
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"Yep, definitely," he chuckled. "Thank God we had the blankets over us," he sighed, rubbing his eyes.
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"Agreed. It woulda been really embarrassing then." She agreed.
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Dylan nodded, "Yeah," he agreed. Dylan wrapped his arms around her. "Its okay, she understands, we've been apart for so long..."
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"Yeah." She agreed. "But, still embarrassing nonetheless."
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Dylan sighed. "Yeah... did you have fun though?"
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