"We can't do that." Kristen begged,"I've probably lost my job. If we go back we'll never see each other ever again."
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Taylor grinned,"Maybe a little. But if I wasn't dramatic, who would be?" She pulled out some more thorns, and examined one shoulder where the shirt was badly ripped,"So much for this shirt."
Orson stopped and embraced her tightly. "Okay, I promise we won't go back. Well find somewhere elsethat's safe." He whispered softly to Kristen.
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Nashton chuckled as he continued to help pick out thorns. "Remind me to never go to the desert with you. You'd probably sit on a cactus and no way are you getting me to pull those needles out!" He said jokingly.