Remieverse - Quiet Night

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Remie hummed a soft, merry Cajun tune as she carefully wiped down every glass, tap, and countertop at the bar, cleaning up while the buisness was quite. As usual a few familes were inside, enjoying a relaxing meal, and in the corner a couple men were anxiously watching the football game on a television, sharing nachos and beer and playfully warning eachother occassionally about getting drunk when the owner's wife was around.

Remie smiled to herself as a hand fell to her budding stomach, the smooth, growing lump warm and seeming to emmit its own energy. She smiled fondly, then sighed happily and sat with a virgin margurita to take the weight off her feet for a moment.

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"Oh," she groaned and laughed. "Yoh right. We gotta stop dere."

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He chuckled and kissed her gently on the cheek, then lead her toward the alluring smell of early breakfast, where he watched her eat her fill before they went home and had more breakfast with their houseguest.