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 Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:36 am
"Can we even have kids? What would they be?" She tilts her head.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:37 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:38 am
"Oh well." She gives him a kiss. "That was for smiling earlier."
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:39 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:47 am
She giggles and gives him another.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:47 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:50 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:51 am
"Okay." One more kiss before bed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 2:54 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2011 1:11 am
Lindsey is checking on Nat. He brings fruit!
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Byron and Isabelle are staring at the door where the energy lives.
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Bradley is searching for Russ!
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Stephen is being all mopey on the porch some more.
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Richard is writing up the contract.
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2011 1:17 am
Nat is sitting on the bed, smoothing down his hair.
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The energy is near the ceiling being a butt.
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Russ is outside!
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Angie is looking for Richard!
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2011 1:19 am
"Hello, sir." Lindsey sets the fruit down.
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They will just stare for awhile. They are most perplexed!
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Bradley approaches the Russ. "Good morning, Mister Pendergraff."
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Richard has found a little table to work at.
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2011 1:30 am
"Hello." He smiles and looks at the fruit.
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The energy ain't goin' nowheres!
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"Morning, Bradley." He waves from his spot on some sand.
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She approaches!
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2011 1:32 am
"Here is your breakfast, sir."
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"Would you like to eat some of the fish? It is ready."
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Write!
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2011 1:38 am
"Thank you."
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"Oh, uh.. I guess."
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"Watcha writing?" She peers over his shoulder.
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