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"I don't know hownto explain."
He stuck his tongue out at her.
"Anything is okay."
"If we don't?"
She grinned, looking around once she got there and flopping onto the bed.
"..You should just ask him instead."
He laughed. "Got you!"
"Maybe a bit.."
"What will you do, then?"
She started upstairs. "What secrets will I find?"
"I'm sure he does. He's just worried."
He grinned. "Did I?!"
She stuck her tongue out playfully. "Nyeh."
Francis crossed his arms. "I don't want to do this anymore."
She kissed his cheek before standing up and looking at the loft. "You live here. It's like I'm meeting a new part of you."
"Good luck convincing me and dad."
He glanced up, squinting. "Did I scare you any?"
She rested her head on her hand. "Nuh uh. It makes me too hyper."
"We have children. I'd rather not die right now."
"And you're sweet and lovely."
