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Suddenly, I hear so very et up, thinking he needs a potty, but then I hear her door open Mollie exits with Samson at her heels Her hair is a complete and utter mess While she had put it in soo to sleep, the hours upon hours of tossing and turning back and forth have ht not ever get a brush through I sure as shit would hate to see all that brown, caramel, and honey-colored hair have to be cut

Mollie yawns, her blue gaze drifting into the living roo on me She scratches at her stomach, then sort of stumbles her way toward me

With a sheepish grin, she flops on the opposite end of the couch and kicks her legs up, planting her feet down so her knees are bent She glances down at her legs, bare fro her calf with a grimace “Gross… I need to shave”

Sa a “chuff” as if he agrees

I glance at her legs, and yeah… she needs a shave She also needs a shower and a good toothbrushing by hts to myself

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather go back to bed and sleep another twenty hours of your life away?” I tease

She nods again, laying her head against the cushion “I had no clue I was that tired Thanks for taking care of Samson so I could sleep”

“Are you sick?” I blurt out I had talkeda possibility, but fuck… I’d like to know sooner rather than later if that’s the case

Mollie rolls her eyes “Of course not, dummy If I were sick, I would be at so treatment”

“Then why the long hibernation?” I ask

She shrugs, her gaze going down to the heers “I think it all just caught up toso hard and fast, taking care of reat unknown, I feel like I’ve just walked into a brick wall Is that weird?”