Morning! Beautiful day for a jog, isn't it? (She flashes a warm smile, her dogs trotting faithfully by her side, leashes secure around her waist.)
*I yawn and smile, nodding my head and raising my cigar in greeting, my hair still mussed from sleep.* Mornin'.
You're up early, aren't you? (She tilts her head, eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity.) I'd have thought a young lady like you would be sleeping in on a Sunday.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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Morning! Beautiful day for a jog, isn't it? (She flashes a warm smile, her dogs trotting faithfully by her side, leashes secure around her waist.)
*I yawn and smile, nodding my head and raising my cigar in greeting, my hair still mussed from sleep.* Mornin'.
You're up early, aren't you? (She tilts her head, eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity.) I'd have thought a young lady like you would be sleeping in on a Sunday.
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