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"I didn't quit. It was a promotion."
"You're not letting me be an enabler!"
She laughed nervously. "I suppose so." *** He pursed his lips, watching out the window.
"Poppy. We're not going to discuss this again."
"But.. You gotta. As much as I don't want you to."
She gave a sigh of relief. "Oh, goodness." *** "556 Tacoma street."
"We're going to have to deal with it.."
He sighed, resting her forehead against his chest. "Ugh. Fine. You need to get up."
She hesitated. "Oh. Do you think so?" *** He chuckled. "True!"
"Thats fine,' he said. "It's okay."
"Isn't that what you want me to do right now?"
"Definite teachers pet." *** "Timers suck!"
He frowned. "Oh.."
"I'd still be an enabler."
"You seem like the type," she teased. *** "Ohhh, I like that."
He hesitated. "Really?"
She groaned. "Whyyyyy?"
She grinned. "I could see that." *** "What would it be called?"
He raised an eyebrow. "That's true."
She was watching him with loving eyes, her hand brushing his jaw. "Eh.."
