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I watched Alex as her hands guided the bag full of Nutella across the rolled out pie crust, making a small line of chocolatey goodness.
I smiled as I looked more at her face this time; her tongue was poking through her lips, almost like it helped her concentrate.
She leaned back from her inspection situation and took a deep breath.
"Alright, roll that up and place it on the pan. Imma get the butter." She said as she hobbled over the fridge, as her foot was still a bit painful to walk on.
I slowly rolled up the little desert and placed it on the pizza pan softly. Yes, we were using a pizza pan for Nutella rolls. #thuglyfe
She painted the ten rolls in melted butter and set them in the oven. Next, she took my hand and guided me over to the living room. The table in front of the couch had two glasses filled red wine. Alex has gotten me to take a liking to that drink.
I wrapped her in my arms as she handed me my glass and took a sip of hers. Her other hand rested on my chest and slowly played with the fabric of my shirt. We searched through Netflix, looking for a good show to watch before settling on the office.
"I love you, Alex." I whispered as I kissed her head. She slowly sat up and looked at me with a confused look written on her face.
"Why do you keep calling me Alex?" She asked. I looked at her with a sarcastic look, until I realized that was serious.
"Because your name is Alex..."
She scoffed and looked down at her lap.
"Alex would've never gotten herself into this mess." She whispered. "I want you to call me ally. It reminds me when I felt invincible and had nothing to worry about. Now I'm just..." I eyes her as I waited for her to finish. "I feel like I'm slowly disappearing. And I don't want to go." Tears was welling in her eyes, so I pulled her on top of me so she could lay on my chest, allowing me to cuddle with her.
And on that wonderful night, I snuggled with the live of my life, drinking red wine and eating nutella rolls.
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