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Post by nathaniel dean hartt on Nov 16, 2011 16:36:49 GMT -5
It was way too early in the morning for Nathaniel. He would rather be sleeping in and dreaming about something completely random, except cries filled his room and forced him up. Five in the morning is what the clock read and Nate sighed. “Roxy, why so early?” he grumbled before pulling himself out of the bed and over to her crib. The little infant was kicking and screaming. He could only assume it was a tooth coming in. He read about it and thought that would be it. Man, he hadn’t read since he was in highschool, things were too different now.
He picked up the squirming girl and went to the kitchen. He made her bottle and went through her cupboards. “No coffee, great.” He glared at the coffee machine and then turned to his daughter. “Car time!” Roxanna just dropped her bottle and laughed. He rolled his eyes grabbed the bottle and the girl. Roxanna spent most of the car ride chewing on the bottle before Nate pulled into the Starbucks. He entered the store Roxanna in one hand and the bottle in the other. “Yeah, can I get a black coffee, and um whatever that is.” He pointed to a cake behind the glass. The bartista nodded and Nate went and took a seat by the window. “Five in the morning.” He muttered and gave Roxanna the bottle back.
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