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Avice set the stuff down, tilting her head.
"You are."
"..I mean always."
She looked over at him, sitting up.
"Yes."
She gave her one while grabbing the wax and stamps.
She gave him a quick kiss before pulling back. "You're cute."
"I'm usually joking."
She watched him go before flopping onto the bed.
Francis was calm, folding his hands. "We'd like to review our contract."
Avice went with, opening one of the drawers to pull out the envelopes.
A soft sigh escaped her before she pulled away. "I love you."
"Then why don't they hate me?"
She nodded, looking up at him. "Be quick."
(Yoop!)
"In the desk."
She nodded, wrapping her arms around him quickly.
"Are they?"
She nodded. "That works."
He went to go.
