I’m sorry, but my spouse still holds my cloak under lock and key. Alas I cannot retrieve it to return to you. Your wife yells out of your beach, house, windows, and a bunch of seals barking at her. She closes the windows and turns seeing you eating a sandwich. Don’t worry about it, my love it’s a silkie thing. She shrugs her shoulders and kisses you gently nuzzling your nose. She whispers in your ear. Donty worry I’m just using it as an excuse so I can stay with you my love.
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