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leighannepinnock: So 3 days ago this happened.. I was so down, being away from home for so long and all I wanted was one of his cuddles.. this surprise was more than I could have ever asked for.. completely in shock and over whelmed to finally see him again after so long.. I absolutely adore this boy with everything I have in me.. il never be able to put it into words.. I love you so much.. hardest thing was saying bye again.. 💔

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leighannepinnock: So 3 days ago this happened.. I was so down, being away from home for so long and all I wanted was one of his cuddles.. this surprise was more than I could have ever asked for.. completely in shock and over whelmed to finally see him again after so long.. I absolutely adore this boy with everything I have in me.. il never be able to put it into words.. I love you so much.. hardest thing was saying bye again.. 💔

water bottles

Kimberly set the bottle down with a thunk, jerking Trini from whatever stupor she seemed to be in to.

“What’s this?” Trini narrowed her eyes at the bottle on her desk.

“A water bottle.” Kimberly said and smirked in amusement when Trini rolled her eyes.

“Yeah I think I can see that, I mean what’s it doing here.” Trini leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms and looked up at Kimberly for an answer.

“I owed you one.” Kimberly tucked a strand of hair back, almost nervously. “You know for taking yours and then jumping us over a cliff. Though to be fair, it was the right thing to do.”

“I don’t think ‘jumping us over a cliff’ and ‘the right thing to do’ really belong in the same sentence.” Trini paused, “But thanks anyway.”

“No problem.” Kimberly grinned and took a seat on Trini’s desk. “So what got your attention anyway?”

Trini held up a sketch, “Since we’re rebuilding the house I thought I could make some suggestions. My mom’s never gonna go for it but hey, gotta try.” She set the sketch down and picked up the water bottle, twirling it in her hands. “Yellow?” She asked in bemusement.

“Well it is your colour.” Kimberly shrugged.

“Should I find you a pink one to match?” Trini deadpanned but slipped the bottle into the side of her backpack at her feet.

“If you want to be matching I don’t mind. Though people might talk.”

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