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He cocked his head, smiling softly before kneeling down and slipping his arms under her, picking her up as he remained careful not to wake her.
She looked around at the mess. "What.. What happened here?"
"That's wise," she teased. "Still not better."
He stood up, leaving the room to look around.
She blinked, unsure whether to be in disbelief, annoyance, or pride. "..Arlo?"
"Nooo.."
Later that night, Francis awoke, sleepily running his hand through his hair as she sat up.
She blinked, cocking her head as she slowly went to look.
She quickly drew a blank face. "No.."
(Zoop?)
Callie returned to the front of the store, two bowls and a red collar in hand.
She leaned back into his arms comfortably, a small smirk on her face.
Surprisingly, he had put a majority of the things in boxes in proper spots, but the he had stopped in the middle of one box, presumably when she...
(Zaaaaaawwwp?)
She grinned before holding out the reigns to him.
He shut his eyes, quickly drifting off.
She rushed off to find the collar and food bowl without another word.
She shook her head. "Nuh uh."
He chuckled sleepily. "Sure.."
"Fastest grocery run of all time!"
