New Altitudes

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"Breakfast for four," I announced!
"Finally," Ryan exclaimed. "Your as slow as a snail!"
"Oh geez, your optimism brightens me day..."
"Mm... Nemo tastes gooooood, said Milly. She's such a blonde!
"Let's go for a walk"

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Deciding to go for a walk was probably our best idea yet! We've escaped the wrath of the real world and now we're starting to build our own tree house. The mint-coloured vines cascade the trunk leading towards the doorstep of our craftsmanship.
We've reached a new chapter in our lives. A new beginning. A new altitude. And with all the drama of the past week, we have now settled. Settled in the roots of rain tree.

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