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It was a quiet night night in for Charlie and Vaggie, sitting their room, and keeping the lights dim. Vaggie sighed, loving Charlie's fingers working the tangles and knots of her hair.
“Thank you, I can't believe how much I needed this.” Vaggie said.
“It's no problem. You always take on so much, I like that you can relax around me.” Charlie said.
“Of course I can.” Vaggie said, sighing, “Think you can do that one braid? You know, the one that has that front tie?”
Giggling, Charlie's fingers began the pleating. “I got you.” She said.