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Francis was careful with his steps, making sure not to bump into anything. He moved slower than he normally would, that way she had a chance to...
He released her, chuckling to himself. "Now you're it."
Francis looked down at her, taking two long strides before swooping down and picking her up. "Gotchya!"
Francis observed the photos thoughtfully, naturally assuming the woman with blonde hair was her mother. The interior of the house made him feel...
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He followed, glancing up at the house cautiously, like he wasn't sure if he was allowed. He continued, though, not making it obvious how he felt.
"Well I can't pass up that opportunity," he said with a grin. He stood up, taking some plates to help out.
Francis didn't say much, only listened politely. He had never been great with talking at family reunions or gatherings, especially if it wasn't his.
(I knoooow!! Even Francis might cry.) He sighed, feeling content. "Yeah, it is. I try to forget about it, sometimes."
"I'm not surprised. Nobody wants to realize they like someone and then watch them fight someone else. That was the only time I've seen you cry,...
"Ah. Yes. I was definitely not asking myself anything on that night, which was probably a mistake." He nodded slowly, recalling it.
"Well, normally when I ask myself if I should, I usually say yes. It's led to a lot of good things, you know," he replied smartly. "Like...
"I don't mean to break your heart," he said with a grin, "but I can't have no one believing in me."
"Oh yeah? The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb," he replied smoothly. "That's the full saying."
He raised an eyebrow. "So the glass half full is me not beating your brother? I see how it is."
"Oh, hush," he teased. "You also half wrong, because your brother wasn't able to beat me, and I'm something like 10 years older than him.*
(Yesss I love drama so it's all good. It will be so sad until the end which has to be a happy or I'll cry. I don't think Vivienne will try to get...
(Oh noo he's gonna be so sad when they break up) He kissed her forehead, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. "It was tie. He's...
He sat back down as well, seemingly in careful consideration. He glanced over at Poppy, forgetting his worries momentarily. "Hey," he said...
"I just hope it stays that way," he said uncertainly, his tone darkening ever so slightly. "I probably seem better than I really am."
