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“Just a chicken casserole.” He answers softly. Larry gives her a quick kiss and pulls her case file toward him. As his eyes skim over it, he knits his brows in concentration and nods slowly. “This for your deposition tomorrow or a different case?” He inquires as his fingers brush against her knuckles when he nudges the file back toward her.

He rubs the sleep from his eyes gingerly and gives her a groggy smile. His month of less than adequate sleep had finally caught up to him and now he feels more sluggish than ever. It also didn’t help that his regular physical exertions like running, lifting weights, and various nude activities with Ally had been extremely lacking. He needed to get back into the routine of regular exercise and such.

       At Larry’s inquiry, the blonde nods and clears her throat softly. “That’s the one for tomorrow – I figure, I’ve got the rest of the weekend to familiarize myself with the rest of the cases, just as long as I get this one guy settled tomorrow.” Ally states with a soft chuckle, as she takes the file back from him once it’d been pushed back in her direction.

Was she p l e a s e d about working during the weekend? No. But sometimes, that’s what the job calls for and she didn’t complain too much about it, seeing as she figured she would get things done a lot easier if she took it in stride. A moment or two later, she lets out a soft yawn, before closing up the file and stretches her limbs out with a low grunt at the stiffness of the muscles. “Mm, I don’t suspect that tomorrow take very long – it’s not that hard of a case.”