Moving

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Tate's pov
I grab the last box from our old shity studio apartment located in the worst part of New York and head outside to our black expedition and cram it in the back hatch before every other box in there had the time to fall. Then I quickly slam the hatch. You ready to go babe? I say to violet while gently kissing her forehead. She looks at me and nods.
Let's bounce, I say running to the drivers side of the car after I closed the door for violet

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