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She sighed, going out to sit in one of the chairs and watch him, leaning back comfortably and folding her hands over her torso as she shut her...
He shrugged hesitantly. "I'm not sure. Probably."
He would hear her groan. "We're not fighting!" *** He chuckled, his touch gentle. "I know."
"No you won't," she said, dumping the noodles into the water, "it'll be fine."
He chuckled. "Alright, Abernathy. I get it."
"No he doesn't!" she replied, standing up and heading into the other room to drag the dog bed into the bedroom, calling to him. "You're just...
"Just fill it with water," she said, getting the noodles. "Easy."
He cocked his head with interest. "You do?"
"..Don't you still love him?" *** "I don't want to.."
She leaned over to kiss his cheek before handing him the pot. "Could you fill this with water?"
"Thank you, Abernathy. I think so too."
"It's because you call him evil." *** She kissed her neck. "So?"
She chuckled. "I love you."
"How about we both stay alive?"
"I had a shield." *** He chuckled, his hands on her back. "Why?"
She rolled her eyes, grabbing a pot. "If it makes you feel better, I'll sit while you use the stove."
"Well, you can say that, but I disagree."
"He is innocent!" *** He moved his hand to tilt her chin up. "Gorgeous."
She nodded slowly, kissing his cheek. "Sure.. noodles are fine. Easy, right?"
"Now, that's not what I said."
