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"Yeah. I'll be quick."
She turned to look down at him, her hand brushing his jaw. "I know. Me too."
"Well.. Apartment?" *** "Why not?"
He stood up and kissed her cheek. "Lets get to bed, then."
She frowned. "I could too, but I'm sure you wouldn't want to think about it cause neither do I."
He stepped out as well, looking around. "Finally back home." *** "You can have plenty of weaknesses."
"Kind of," he admitted. "What about you?"
"Definitely," she said, coming to sit on the edge of the bed, "but that would be my second thought."
"Right. Nice." *** She chuckled. "Both?"
He smiled back at her. "I love you too."
"When you die," she corrected, "I would reminisce all the days we did have."
"And the cats might like it better." *** "Yeah. You."
"Plenty exciting, for me," he said. "Exhilerating."
She hid a snicker behind a hand. "Sorry."
"Perfect. Better than tarps?" *** She grinned slightly. "Hmm. Fine. I'll take some juice."
He paused thoughtfully, before nodding. "I like to think it's an adventure."
She laughed, stepping in and closing the door behind her. "I only pretended to be cross so you would stay with me!"
He grinned. "We got good ones." *** "No, I'm okay. Thanks."
"Call what an adventure?"
"Don't be cross with me."
