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Kurt's pov
As I arrived home,I could smell chicken,and saw a bunch of labeled boxes.Michael and Frances were in the living room,I smiled and took off my shoes.Frances immediately turned her head around when she heard me close the front door,"dada!"she exclaimed.she wobbled towards me as fast as her little legs would let her,once she was closer to me I lifted her up and gently hugged her,peppering her cheek with kisses."we managed to save you some food."Michael said,walking towards us.we quickly kissed,"how was it?was it difficult?"I asked as we walked into the living room(which was now nearly empty).

"Everyone pitching in to help made things go by smoother,all that's left is for me to call in movers to get our furniture and we're done."he replied,we sat down on the floor(I sat Frances up on my lap).Michael opened up a container of KFC Mac and cheese,I smiled."I don't know what's better,kraft or KFCs Mac and cheese."I said,he chuckled."i would say Kraft,it's cheaper for me to get."Michael said in a joking tone,I smiled and began to tear up."Kurt what's wrong?"he asked,"nothing it's just,"I sniffed and wiped my tears.

"I'm just so happy."

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