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There was an air of hesitance. "At your house?"
"You're incorrect."
He felt his blood run cold. "What? What do you want?"
"Hm.. you'll never tell."
Francis picked it up, his voice low. "Hello?"
"Completely calm."
"Maybe?"
(Moopket?)
(Yoop!)
She gave him one last quick kiss before settling back down.
"Yup. It's a child."
He seemed confused, but held onto the note tightly, like a life raft in a stormy sea.
She grinned. "I love you too."
He hesitated, considering his words. "I'm pregnant."
She rolled her eyes, heading inward
He frowned, picking it up.
She pulled away after a moment, her eyes bright.
"No, but you asked."
She chuckled. "Fine, fine."
