Warren's Home dimension

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Stronghold probably had no idea how close he came to being fried and served sunny side up.
He probably wouldn't know either.
Sighing Warren pushed open his homes door, bag on his back full of books arms full of pizza boxes full of hot pizza "Hey I'M HOME!" he called.

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She picked up the other stick and picked up a fried shrimp, then held it to his mouth, her eyes talking to him.

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He smiled eating it, glad she hadn't just poked him.

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She sets the chopsticks down and offers him a shrimp chip with her finger, then changes her mind and bites it first before offering it again.

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He laughed softly and choose to kiss her instead.

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The chip fell to the floor as she put her arms around him and returned the gesture, missing his jacket for her to reach under. "Mmmm."

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"Far more fun than eating" he smiled.

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She nuzzled close, then sniggered softly as the waitress knocked before bringing in Warren's favorite dish and one of her own along with rice and drinks.

Then she noticed an envalope by Warren's plate and picked it up to see what it was.

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Warren watched her "Huh, whats that" he said.

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She frowned slightly in concentration as she opened it, being careful not to wreck the contents. "A check? Woah! Frag, lookit that." She held it up, eyes going up to meet his.

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His eyes went ride "Thats a mistake right?"