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He smiled as she kissed him,barely managing to kiss her neck as she passed.Gale sat in one of the chairs and started sketching Kayla,having nothing else to do.
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Kayla curled up on the bed and drifted in and out of sleep
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He finished her face and decided to leave it at that.On the open space beside it,he wrote about her. Love of my life Can be bitchy,works well in combat. Can be interrigated and ignore it Good kisser Can be nice at times Really good kisser Gorgeous Perfect in general. Gale wrote the words and shut the book,hiding it in a drawer/
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Gale smiled as he layed on the bed next to her and curled up,spooning her and folding a wing across the two.
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Kayla dreamt of her brother shooting Gale and him dying, her unable to save him. Hunter grabbed her and cut her multiple times before she bled out.
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He felt her tremble slightly,wrapping his arms around her and holding her firmly.Gale drew back his wing,folding them neatly.
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Kayla subconciously felt his arms around her and felt a little more secure, pressing against the nightmare as she stilled and slowly woke. She sighed and stayed where she was, trying to focus on Gale
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Gale just held her,letting her awake at her own pace. He eventually spoke,his voice soft. "You alright?"
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Kayla nodded, not speaking
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