Christmas In Chicago

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April and Phil had flew out back to Chicago and it was Christmas Eve.

"Hey April?" Punk smiled, "I wanna go get you something. Go to bed."

"Okay," she smiled, kissing him gently, "Night, I love you."

"I love you too." He smiled as he walked out the door and got in his car.

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"Hey uh I'm looking for a dog for my girlfriend?" Punk smiled at the man.

"Come with me, sir, I'll find you the perfect dog!" The young man smiled at Punk as he led him to the dogs cages.

"This one," Punk smiled as he looked at the white and black spotted pit bull.

The puppy barked as punk held him close.

"April's gonna love you." He smiled, kissing the dogs head.

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When punk got home he washed the puppy, gave it dog food and put it in his cage and a blanket on top of it.

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It was Christmas morning and Phil slowly woke up and saw April wasn't awake yet, so he put the roses on the table.

"April, oh April.." He smiled, shaking her gently, "Baby it's Christmas!"

"Really?" She smiled as she heard a bark.

"That wasn't nacho." She murmured as she followed the sound of barking.

She took of the blanket and smiled, taking the dog out.

The dog barked and cuddled April.

"What's his name?" She smiled, petting the dog.

"Your choice," He laughed kissing her forehead.

"Shadow." She grinned, letting Shadow run around.

"I love you so much, baby." She kissed him gently.

"I love you too." He smiled, kissing her back.


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