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You step up to your house.
Yeah. Your house. His house. Same thing now.
You fumble with the keys before trying to unlock the door.
A woman sits on the sofa "Oh, home already?" She asked "Hm, sorry, I didn't make any dinner. Didn't have much time. but your favorite is on the table."
She gestures to a bowl of ramen on the table lazily, an almost cocky look in her eyes.
"Enjoy."
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