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After finally moving to L.A., Aaron's clingy tendencies still refuse to subside.
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| Aaron: Baby, I love you. Baby? Baby, what are you doing? Are you sleeping? | |
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| Emma: Umm, what do you think I'm doing? I'm right in front of you. | |
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| Aaron: I'm sorry, baby. I love you. | |
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| Emma: God, what is your problem? You act like a robot or something. Is that all you can say? | |
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| Aaron: Well, actually.... | |
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