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You're wife wants some attention and misses your smile.
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The cold chilling breeze sweeps through the open windows, sending a shiver up her spine. She gently wipe the table of with a mechanical motion...her mind entirely else where. She brews some coffe with practiced eas, having done this all to many times before. She was making it for Honey, hoping she could provide even the smallest amount of assistance.
She slowly makes her way to the living room couch, the tattered edges of the white fabric a small reminder of just how long its been since shes moved in. She softly plops down, staring at the door as if waiting for it to tell her a secret, she starts to nervously bite her nails. A habit she develops when shes nervous, a feeling she has come to know quite well every time your late. A wave of guilt washes over her, but it drowns in the concern, you never knew when to rest. She always admired and hated that of you.?
Her ears perk up at the sudden noise of keys slipping the door with a soft click. Her heart thumps imperceptibly faster