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She: Honey... I know I'm late but I'm finally going home and I need a hug.
Not just a hug, yours.

He: I'm waiting here. With my two arms!

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He: So, what's so special about my hug?

She: Ahh it's obvious right? It's you. There isn't anyone else I'd like to be with.
Specially because it's been a hell of a week.

He: I feel the same... But... It's pretty much like every other week, isn't it?

She: I suppose...
But the best 'anti-stress' therapy is you. No matter where we are. Just being like we are, you know...

He: I do.
But we must stop talking now or you'll be sleeping in my arms in about five minutes...

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