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Francis was laying in bed, having changed in to pajamas as he read a book.
"Love. It." *** Callie poked her head from the bedroom door. "Babe?"
Avice chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Anything new with you guys?"
Tez squinted at Mikö. "Not another word about it. I'll kill you." Mikö rolled her eyes. "We'll see."
(Short zoop?)
"I love chocolate milk." *** (Yeet!)
"Also we technically got married. It wasn't official, but there are rings."
Tez and Mikö both noticed, and Mikö smirked, nudging her playfully. "Oooh. There he is. The guy of yo-" Tez smacked her hand, a light flush on...
He sighed, squinting. "I'll try."
"Chocolate milk.. is God's gift.." *** She waved slightly, before going to take a shower.
She leaned back nonchalantly. "Yes and yes."
Mikö smiled, before turning to Tez. "You definitely like Rowan." Tez gasped, raising an eyebrow. "Well you definitely like Lark!" "Yeah....
He hesitated. "I have no idea, actually."
His eyes widened. "Yes! Chocolate milk!" *** She smiled gently at him. "See you soon."
A smirk crossed her face, but she said nothing.
Mikö squeezed her hand with a smile, no longer speaking in her native tongue, though her accent was heavy. "See you." Tez sighed, crossing her...
He squinted. "What does that mean?"
"Ugh. Fine. Then what?" *** She nodded, holding him for a moment before pulling away reluctantly. "Love you."
She nodded, pulling herself. "And also.. my child."
"I won't," she said reassuringly. "I promise."
