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[arty_blonde]

-That stupid actor who kissed me last night is still on my mind, I think someone took a picture...but it won't matter. It's not like anyone will see it.-
*strokes Petes hair as he sleeps beside me*
-Bless him, that night out at the film launch and party wore him out. I wish I could sleep, I don't know why I keep dreaming about my dad these days-

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[arty_blonde]

*smiles as Pete wakes slowly and rubs his eyes* Aye, but the beast is just waking.

[arty_blonde]

*reaches for my tea and sips as you open the paper* Thanks Gary. I keep telling you it's not your job to make us tea and breakfast though.