Thornton walked over to help Claire, as she went to walk, Thornton picked Claire off her feet, Carrying her back into the living room.
What are you doing, why are you carrying me, stop put me down,
"she uttered!"
I am only trying to help, well I don't need your help, they argued.
Claire sat on the Davenport, while Thornton brought her a glass of water from the kitchen.
Please bring my wine glass back with you,"Claire shouted across the living room!"
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