Albert

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Hobble walked up to Albert. "Hey Albert, how's your eye?" She asked, lightly brushing her fingers over his still bruised eye. He smiled. "I'm fine, thanks for worrying, sweetie." He winked. She playfully rolled her eyes, she kissed his cheek. "Albert I love ya." She told him. He grinned. Albert picked her up, spinning her around. After he sat her down, he kissed her. "I love you too, My dear." He said.

The limp and the red head. Lived happily ever after. (I couldn't think of anything for him)

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