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At this point it was 11am. Emery was bored out of her mind. So, she went up to Noah and shook his shoulder. "C'mon get up, it's 11 o'clock. Plus I want you up because i'm bored." |
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"Ngh... huh?" He mumbled. |
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"Babe it's ELEVEN in the morning, let's get up yeah?" She asked, though it was more a suggestion. |
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Noah glanced at the clock. "Shoot, I'm sorry baby," he said, hauling himself out of bed. |
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Emery chuckled, pecking his cheek. "You're lucky, i'd take sleeping that long over only a few hours." She mused, |
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