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"It's not up to me."
He was quiet. "If we do, I'm not going to let that happen. Not very long, at least. They can stay with my mother for the time being."
"Never!"
"I will."
"I do it cause it's true."
"Sawyer and Aubrey want ice cream cake."
Francis sighed, shaking his head and turning away.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere."
He grabbed it. "Thanks."
"That's mean."
"Yes."
Francis frowned. "I don't want this."
She grinned. "And you should also eat your toast."
He stood up. "I'm going to head out then."
"No, it just makes it more justified."
"Cake."
"Fine."
She tilted her head at him. "You're stuck with me forever!"
"I can let myself out, or I can just leave now."
She shrugged. "You called me cool before."
