Woke up this afternoon to find Dalia and Shelcie chillin' in the living room. At 3 p.m., Dalia decided it was the perfect time to go running. Dalia is apparently a little warped and thinks that "temperature 90, feels like 100" is the perfect sort of weather. *shakes head* Shelcie opted to run with her, instead of waiting to run with me in the
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