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"A writing tool..." he mused. "You're a writing tool!"
"Nothing?"
She looked over at him for a moment, leaning over and kissing his cheek quickly. "I really missed you, you know?"
His laughter seemed to infuriate her more, and Sariel would get the impression that she was a few seconds away from attacking him.
He considered her for a moment before offering a hand to her.
He peered over her shoulder before giving an approving nod. "Good work, Pen." He paused, looking at her hopefully. "How's that one?"
"Maybe not bad. Maybe just neutral."
She grinned, tugging on his earlobe playfully before getting in the car.
"You made a *squee!*ing pun," she said quietly.
"It's up to you," he said, considering her.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking over her shoulder. "Are you completely positive?"
"I don't know," he admitted. "But I bet it wasn't good."
"It's alright, Francis. I figured you might get bored."
It was a harsh and furious anger, pounding. Addie, for her part, stood completely still.
"That's okay," he said, kissing her forehead. "We'll go look around."
Eventually, the batter would be a fairly smooth consistency.
"I think I did something."
"You were with other people. It's alright, I get it."
She paused, turning to look at him, and Sariel would be able to recognize the anger building up in her.
"We went there two days ago, but we can if you want."
