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Quicklog: Bobbi and Clint at Bobbi's apartment
[About an hour or so later the doorbell from the sidewalk buzzed and Bobbi buzzed Clint up to her apartment and she opened the door happily. Navy Blue leggings, Tom Brady jersey* hanging mid-thigh, long blonde hair tied in a high pony tail in a red, white, and blue scrunchie that only saw the light of day when the Patriots were playing. Clint had seen this outfit many times before. Including the Patriots Knee Socks her dumb ass wore up over her navy blue leggings.
Her black rimmed Sunday glasses were on her nose, contacts in the solution she put them in for 24 hours every Sunday but her smile was bright and in the background there was a clack clack bark bark of a 100 lb Staffy mix that was trained not to bum rush a door or jump on people but couldn't contain excitement so instead ran around in circles barking at herself. Lola.
Bobbi smiled at Clint. Doors and Hotels and magic journals. The stranges Super Bowl in its fourth quarter happening and Clint with pizza. Things were ok.] Happy Super Bowl Sunday. [She stepped aside to let him in]
*it pains me greatly that anyone residing in my head would wear a Tom Brady jersey. Sehawks today, Sehawks tomorrow, Sehawks forever. - Jeannie