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"Well, what else can we do?"
He glanced up and noticed her expression. "What?"
"Why not?"
(Zoop?)
She murmured, sighing quietly.
"I don't know... maybe we can make a deal?"
He kissed her cheek before returning to Aubrey.
"I should, right?"
He hesitated before heading towards the bathroom.
She murmured, turning to bury her face in his chest.
"There has to be something."
"My beloved wife."
"I should cut off my wings."
He closed the last cupboard and stretched, yawning slightly. "I'm going to go take a shower really quickly. You okay out here?"
Petra was still fast asleep the next morning, her back to Gabe.
"It's so infuriating."
"The sweetest one I've ever known."
He grinned at her, kissing her nose. "Good. I'm glad."
"It's alright," he said, shaking his head. "I'm already on it."
