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“Listen, it wasn’t a big fuckin’ deal until like five minutes ago when the stabbin’ pain started,” Rosie replied in her defense, holding her hands up. She was already starting to redress herself in something a little more appropriate to wear out of the house than tiny shorts. Mira wasn’t too happy to be woken up, though, having been asleep for a couple hours now.
“Car.” He instructs calmly after he pulls on some sweatpants and a shirt and slowly works to coo Mira back to sleep. Slung over his shoulder he uses his holding arm to pat her back. Throwing the bag on his other shoulder he heads for the door, grabbing the keys from the hook. “Let’s go. Move.”









