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"Why thank you, Chris. How are you?"
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"Why thank you, Chris. How are you?"
Her Place
After the last text from Chris left her smiling, Sammy rushed to clean up her apartment. It was small, but her pack rat mentality left it looking cluttered with clothes, knick-knacks, and balled-up pieces of unfinished artwork that would never actually be finished. The biggest piles of the latter accumulated near her drawing desk by her trash can. She managed to get all of her clothes into a hamper and the random knick-knacks put up on shelves, but she forgot about the paper pile, a constant, irking reminder that art was, indeed, a process.
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Sammy smiled at the pair. "Abby," she nodded to her. "Chris," she nodded to him. "How are you two?"