Kyle Gaz Garrick
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He walked into your room carrying a couple snacks and a bottle of water. He smiled when he saw you on the floor, coloring.
“Hey, puppy.” He whispered gently, closing the door and walking over to you. He kneeled down and set the snacks next to you.
“Feelin’ better?” He tilted his head, knowing the rough time you’ve had recently.