<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px">"I love just about anything we do together, because of the fact that we're together," Alicia said softly, as the two of them relaxed together, now that they were alone in the downstairs portion of the house. "I love you, too.." She said and smiled at her husband. The brunette leaned into his touch as she also listened <br/>
to him speak, and nodded along with what he was saying. "I really hope that we can find a place and make it work. I don't know what kind of life we'll all be <br/>
able to have if we have to keep picking up and moving every time something goes wrong."<br/>
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"That's not any kind of way to live." When he started to run his fingers through her hair, she smiled and enjoyed the feeling, having always loved when he'd done it in the past. She chuckled softly as he played with her hair, and then felt herself relax when he started to massage one of her shoulders. </span></span><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">"Oh, you really shouldn't do that.." She said, even as she laughed softly. "You know that I've always felt like your hands are magic on my shoulders and back. If you keep massaging them, I'm going to melt into a little puddle right here in your lap." <br/>
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Alicia warned him, though they both knew that he already knew that already. She was always putty in her husband's hands and had been since they had first gotten together. "I think we should try and find some kind of survival bunker. You know, all the crazies that aren't so crazy, that had stored supplies. Food, <br/>
water, clothes, weapons, things like that. I think there might be a place like that in town. Or maybe we can even take over the jail, or the school or something."<br/>
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"We'll need to find a big place. With lots of space, and we'll need to start stocking up on weapons, and going on supply runs. We should get and use lots of knives and save our guns and bullets for the real threat, which is the living." </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px">After Alicia spoke, she leaned back into his arms and lifted her head so that their lips could meet. "As much as I love what you're doing, I think it might be best if we get some sleep, handsome. There's no telling what's going to happen tomorrow, and we want to leave the house rested and with a clear head.." <br/>
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The brunette said and she smiled and kissed her husband once more, and then was happy to pull out the sofa bed, which was thankfully big enough for the both of them to get into and sleep on comfortably. "It's been a while since we've been in a house and had any real sense of normalcy. I'm really liking this, and I wish that we could find a neighborhood, clean it out of the Infected, and then clean the houses up and start bringing people in, so that we could all have a turn doing something important to keep things going. We're still a long ways from getting to that point though, unfortunately."</span></span>