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She shook her head. "I'm going to get that money, Curnow. No, you.'
She took the towel before kissing his cheek and sitting behind him, gently running her hand through his hair before starting to try it, her touch...
Francis nodded slowly, remaining silent as he watched. He looked a bit tired, bits of his hair frayed nervously.
She sighed. "No, you."
She playfully flicked back a lock of his hair. "Of course."
(Yoop!)
Avice was sitting against the railing beside him, her arms crossed as she yawned. "No, you."
She pursed her lips. "I expected that," she said thoughtfully, and after a moment she paused. "Can I dry your hair?"
Francis followed, keeping silent.
(On the deck?)
"Hello," she said warmly, taking his face in her hands and kissing his forehead. "Did you have a good shower?"
He nodded slowly, holding Diana close. "Okay.."
(Later that night?)
She looked up, her eyes brightening.
"I don't know. I just woke up to find him injecting something in her."
She laid back, waiting for him.
"Are you referring to me being gone or what's happened to her? Because at the moment I'm fairly certain only one is relevant at the moment."
"No, you."
She sat back, stretching her arms.
