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“Hello, Denis, why’re you calling this early?” He asks, rubbing the sleep and the weariness from his eyes.
“Yes, I’m calling about my daughter. You think you could babysit her tonight for the game?”
He hears a laugh emanate from his phone’s speaker. “Thanks, she’s really been excited for that.”
Andrii yawns, and then ♥♥♥♥♥ his head. His curiosity gets the better of him. “May I ask why, Denis?”
“Well, as long as my sweet babygirl is away to play with the pups, Papatronic can go and take Gambit to the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dogpound.”
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