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"The dream was definitely a moment where I had to think about it, but I only realized how much I wanted it during the first night in the...
"Oh jeez, falling for that guy? Worst choice ever," he said jokingly, smiling. "But that was a good night, but I never really knew how to deal...
He smiled, curious to hear her answer. "Why not both?"
"Then you wouldn't mind telling me how long?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow. "Because I really am curious. At what point did you realize you...
(I know omg) He smiled slightly, watching her eyes. "I don't?" he asked, petting her hair.
"No worries. I forgive you." He took her hand after she brushed away the stand of hair, holding it as he leaned closer to her face, kissing her...
He laughed, the sound warm and gravelly. "Don't make fun of me. It's mean," he said, tracing her jaw.
"I like sweet. Sweet coffee, sweet food, sweet things. The usual." He gingerly stroked her cheek with his thumb, still in disbelief that he was...
"You think it looks sweet? I can work with that," he said, slowly inching closer to her. "Sweet isn't bad."
He cocked his head, drawing invisible things into the glass. "Is it bad?"
"I don't. I just find them boring." He pulled the blanket over his head for a moment, before emerging with tousled hair. "They're alright, I guess."
"I'm afraid of getting in trouble with higher-ups. Not anyone else," he said, shaking his head and flipping over onto his stomach, resting his...
"I think it's best not to say anything. Wouldn't want to get in trouble." He laid back, arms resting behind his head.
"That's true. We'll have to deal with it, though," he said, looking down at her with a warm expression.
"I always find them so boring, but we have to go to them anyways," he said tiredly, but decided to continue sitting up.
Francis knew he unintentionally added a bit of strain to the conversation. He looked back to the stars, eyebrows furrowed. "Then I feel it will...
"I try to be optimistic," he said, tensing as she kissed him. He liked it, but it he wasn't used it.
He sighed. His touch revealed that his hands were almost always trembling, likely from his bad habits. "Good. I think it will all turn out just...
He scooted closer, putting an arm around her. Using his free hand, he brushed her back, and lightly placed a kiss on her temple. "I'm hoping the...
He leaned into her hand slightly. It was a feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time. "Well.. I can't tell you, or it won't come true. That's...
