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"I am doing just fine, thank you very much."
"Closest to the real thing I could get. Plus you challenged me." *** She took a deep breath. "Hhhuuuuhhh."
She rushed to him, her eyes wide. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
"No.. I can handle a tent."
"Well.. I would like to get married to you for real some day, but I didn't think you would like that." *** "Yes."
They approached the house, and she pulled Mack to a stop before jumping off, noticing he was up. "Jack!"
He glanced back at her warmly. "Hey."
"I don't know what I did." *** "I can chill."
She held the reigns tightly, her eyes set forward as they sped past trees, finding the road that led to their house.
He chuckled, continuing to take down the tent.
"You broke up with me." *** "And I need to chill?"
Avice was on her way back, as she had found the doctor.
"Probably.."
"You don't want me to." *** "Are you sure?"
(Yyyooo!)
He smiled. "Should we finish packing?"
"Good." *** "Arlo. Chill."
She kept Aubrey close, and rushed to find the doctor.
"Of course. Who inew pitching tents could be so rewarding?"
He sniffled slightly, but said nothing. *** "Uggghhh."
