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Rose didn't move, thinking once more |
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Caden turned Impractical Jokers on, probably the best show. |
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Rose finished her glass and put the glass in the dishwasher before heading upstairs without eating. She'd be fine....maybe |
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Caden saw she didn't eat and sighed, cleaning out his glass before tyding up a smidge and heading upstairs as well. |
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Rose curled into a ball, her face blank |
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Caden came and flopped down beside her, casting a glance at her as he felt his eyes sting. He looked away, blinking them back as he opened his phone. |
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Rose moved to curl up with her hand on his chest, her head on his shoulder |
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Caden moved to fit her better, putting his arms around her. |
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Rose closed her eyes, unable to sleep |
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Caden eventually drifted off, warm and content. |
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Chilly and Clear with Dropping Temps
