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Hans shrugged, his fingers now twirling in Lee's hair. "I don't know. Something interesting enough to keep me awake. It doesn't have to be a real story. Just tell me about your day or something."

Hans leans his head back on the top of the couch and placed a hand on Lee's head. His eyes fell shut, unable to focus on anything anymore. "Nooo," he complained through a yawn. "If I go to sleep now I won't wake up until tomorrow. Just tell me a story or something while rest my eyes so I don't...

"I think I just need a break," Hans stated as he rose from his seat and made his was into the living room, rubbing his eyes, he plopped beside Lee on the couch. "And you'd better feel sorry for me, after all, it's your fault I had to put this off until today. You're a distraction." He swiped up...

Hans sat hunched over at the kitchen counter in plaid pajama pants and a white t-shirt with a laptop and several books spread around him. His eyes were glued to the screen, four paragraphs in and he had no idea what else to add to his paper, the third one this week, and lack of sleep wasn't...

"Of course," Nixie smiled as she followed them to the door. "I'll talk to you soon And we'll have that coffee,"she assured, though as soon as they were out the door, she closed it behind them and heaved a sigh, thankful they had finally left. She made her way back over to the living room where...

"Of course," Nixie lied with a smile as she took the card. "It was so nice meeting you both," she told them as she stood from her place of the couch, ready to see them to the door.

"I make it work. It's worth it to give Chloe a good life," Nixie spoke as she looked back up at the woman, a soft smile spread across her lips.

"Oh, that's nice," Nixie spoke, trying to sounds sincere. "I'm a legal assistant, not quite as exciting as your job I'm sure, but it pays the bills." She looked back to Chloe once more, worried something might happen if she took her eyes off the child for too long.

"A few of years," Nixie responded without acknowledging Nate's "tactlessness". At this point she was getting very uncomfortable having these people her home. She'd seen one too many Lifetime movies about childless couple kidnapping their neighbors children to be entirely comfortable with Nate's...

"Down the hall, second door to the right," Nixie told him, her voice coming out a little harsher than she intended after seeing the man staring at daughter. She moved to the couch and sat down to drink her own coffee, keeping her eyes on Chloe, beginning to fear that her new neighbors might have...

Nixie gave a nod and went back to the kitchen to fix the coffee for herself and Cassandra while mumbling to herself about pretention and nerve and wondering what their reaction would have been had she told them her casual boyfriend was actually murdered by her best friend because they were in...

"It's alright," Nixie answered solemnly. She watched Nate's movements as she spoke, something about him was unsettling but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "I'd rather you know than wonder, really. It was hard at first but I've adjusted. And Chloe really doesn't know any different so it...

"Oh, not at all, it's something I get asked a lot" Nixie said, turning her glance to the floor. It was a true that she'd been asked that question many times since her move, so naturally she had perfected her story since then. "My husband passed away not long before we moved here. He was...

"Thank you," Nixie responded to Nate. "I wanted Chloe to grow up somewhere calm and this has been perfect for that," she said with an involuntary glance over at her child. She shifted he attention to Cassandra, trying to listen for her coffee pot "Do you have any kids?" She asked, "the...

"Nice to meet you," Nixie said with a forced smile as she shook the mans hand before closing the door behind them. "I'm Nixie, and that's my daughter Chloe. You two can make yourselves at home, I'm gonna go make that coffee..." Chloe glanced up at the new people but was too caught up in her...