Separation Anxiety

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Over the last few days Steve had been real clingy as if he had some sort of separation anxiety from them both. He had to be near one of them or at least touching one of them if not both. It was like when they first started it all and Steve would not go to anyone else but Jonathan and Nancy.

"Let's get into something comfy" Jonathan takes him to his room (they're at Joyce's) and sits him on the bed. He then lies Steve down to change his nappy before putting him into a grey sleeveless vest, a grey George Pig jogger and jumper set and a pair of George Pig socks.

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"Ok go play" Jonathan tells him

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"Ok go play" Jonathan tells him.

"Hmm dada tome" Steve whines.

"I've just got a couple of things to do and then I'll come play"

"No dada" he runs on the spot.

"Hey, nanny's out there, why don't you go see if she wants to play?" Jonathan asks him.

"Wan' dada" Steve points at him.

"Well, I just need to do a couple of bits and then I'll come play" Jonathan repeats himself. Jonathan leaves the bedroom and Steve follows closely behind. Jonathan soon stopped walking, not realising Steve was behind him until he bumped into the back of him.

"Woah buddy, I thought you went off to play" Jonathan turned around.

"Up" Steve whined as he raised his arms. Jonathan sighed before picking him up.

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