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Irish's POV: I came back to my bedroom and I laid on my bed and get my phone, then I text Dawson at IG.

*Text*

thisisirishherronseavey: Dawsy?

dawsonhuck: Yes, babe? Oh yeah, I'm gonna go to your house, but I forgot baby I'm sorry, I slept, how about tmr?

thisisirishherronseavey: Sure, Dawsy.

dawsonhuck: Love you, babe, see you tmr.

thisisirishherronseavey: see you tmr, babe, I'mma sleep now.

dawsonhuck: Alright, good night baby.

thisisirishheronseavey: Good night, Dawsy love you~

*End Text*

Irish's POV: I then after that I sleep.



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