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She followed, her hands open and eyebrow raised.
He sighed. "I guess." *** "You can't reveal mysteries."
He glanced at her, his eyes hazy. "Good morning."
She sat up, a mischevious grin on her face as she reached for his sides.
He frowned. "We don't even have a table." *** "Life's greatest mystery.'
He ran his hand through his hair, his eyes fluttering as he sat up.
"Mr. Grouchyyy," she teased playfully, her hand brushing his neck.
He nodded, satisfied. "Good." *** " That should remain a mystery!"
He turned, stretching her arms in his sleep.
She nodded brightly. " Yes I will. I will tickle all the unfair and grouchy people. Like you."
He nodded. "I'm sure." *** She laughed brightly. "Guess so."
He shifted, his brows furrowing in his sleep.
She squinted at him, her eyes bright. "I will tickle you."
He nodded, cocking his head. "Right. Shall we?" *** "I hope so," she teased. "I feel bad, almost."
She pursed her lips. "You're not being fair."
"Well, I don't." *** She nodded playfully. "For sure."
"I never said it was bad!"
"No?" *** "Oh, definitely."
"Oh yeah?" she teased. "Like what?"
He nodded. "Yes." *** She glanced at Arlo. "Oh jeez."
