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Hades

I was sitting on the couch when Stella returned. Her pajamas consisted of a t-shirt and yoga pants. They went to below her knees.

She sat down in the corner and wrapped the blanket around her. "I feel self-conscious now."

"You have no reason to," I assured her and scooted over to her, my arm around her.

She leaned into me and pressed play on the episode.

I enjoyed this. It was an amazing way to spend a Wednesday night.

She fell asleep half past nine.

I carried her to bed and tucked her in. Kissing her cheek, I found pen and paper, and wrote a small note.

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