"Coffee is good for good sides," Frank assured. He grunted slightly as she elbowed him. It was hard, but not as hard as it could have been. If she really wanted him off, he'd be off, and they both knew it.
He let go. "I'll brush my teeth and make breakfast. Can you stop slamming around like a hurricane? Please?"
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Date: 2018-11-14 04:56 am (UTC)He let go. "I'll brush my teeth and make breakfast. Can you stop slamming around like a hurricane? Please?"