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Francis frowned, thinking the answer was obvious.
She sighed, turning her head. "I will never forgive you. You took the love of my life. Now I'm stuck here with you, and it was a sacrifice thats...
He nodded quietly. "Right. Nothing. Nothing." *** She kissed his cheek. "I lo- like you."
He backed off, raising his hands in surrender. "Sorry."
"I loved him," she replied sharply, watching him warily. "You took my most prized possession."
He flinched. "You're the one who brought the wine!" *** "Hail Cthulhu!"
Francis put his arm around her shoulders. "C'mon Poppy."
She took a breath, realizing he was serious. Finally, she sat down, deciding to just follow his orders.
He was sitting in the corner, looking up at her with fear in his eyes. "I.. Please don't hurt me." *** She grinned. "Perfect."
Francis raised an eyebrow at her, looking hopeful.
She shook her head. "No! Why should I?!"
Landon slept next to her, but his eyes fluttered. He looked to her and gasped quietly. He silently got dressed, and hid in another room. *** "True."
Francis went to her. "Poppy.. Just this once."
She stood quickly; violently. "I hope you die!" she hissed. "God knows you deserve to burn in Hell with the other monsters!'
(Next morning?) *** She grinned. "Terrifyingly awesome!"
Francis glanced at Poppy. "It's Phos. He came to check because he worried."
She moved away from him. "Don't touch me. He's dead, isn't he? You killed him."
His hand traveled on her back, feeling the fabric of her shirt. *** She paused. "Maybe?"
He opened the door wider, allowing him. "You may."
Her gaze was too the floor, and her hands folded. "Yes?"
