44 Blueberry Hill, Friday Night

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Phoebe was sitting on the couch with her feet curled beneath her. She had had a hormonal fit earlier and shortly thereafter, a box of chick flick DVDs had appeared in the bedroom. That would be why there was one playing on the tv right now and she was sniffling into a kleenex.

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She smiled happily at him, scooting closer.