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"Eh, I can do both ways for that. Physically and phrase...ily?" He asks/answers, unsure if it was a word or not. |
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Rose smiled at him affectionately, not caring if it was a real word or not. "I love you all the same....But I do have a crazy question. More of a statement, really. "I think I love you more, so...." |
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Caden scoffed, chuckling. "No you don't, I love you more." He started, knowing where this was going. |
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"Am I, though?" He asks, smirking. |
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Rose sighed, accepting defeat and getting up. "No, you're not. You....win" She huffed, hesitating |
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"See? Even you agree, and that's a win in my mind." He mused, pecking her cheek. |
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"For now" She snapped gently, rolling her eyes playfully |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
