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Blake: "Becs, how did your mom look like?"
Becs: "My mom... *blinks back a tear* she had this long, beautiful, flowing, ebony hair. She said that when I was gonna be older it would look just like hers..."
Blake: *chuckles and brushes hand through her hair* "A bit ironic to say."
Becs: "I know."
Blake: "Continue."
Becs: "She had these dark, olive green eyes. Jo got his eye color from her. That's why I can't get mad at Jo: his eyes remind me of her..."
Blake: "That makes so much sense. I mean, Jo is such a--"
Becs: *glares*
Blake: "I need to shut up..."
Becs: "Nah its okay" *kisses him*
Blake: "Aren't you gonna continue?"
Becs: "Nah I'll go find a picture"
Blake: *whines* "Why?!"
Becs: "Because you interrupt me too much. I'm going to see Bren, bye baby" *kisses him and leaves*
Blake: "Wait! Babe! Don't leave me here Becs!" 😫

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