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He nodded, squeezing her hand. "Alright, let's go," he said smoothly, before looking back up at the house nervously.
He put a hand on her shoulder, raising his eyebrows. "You should go say hi. Give him a hug. Things families do."
Francis put his hands in his pockets uncertainly. He looked over at Poppy with a small smile. "I'm sure they will be super excited to see you...
He kissed her cheek lightly, feeling more reassured. "I'm okay," he repeated slowly. "I trust you enough to be believe that."
(Watch Francis play soccer with her and give her no mercy. There is no winning when he is around. No winning.) Francis followed, taking Poppy's...
Last thread about him got locked. You came at a good time.
Francis put his hands behind his back, a smooth look on his face. Inwardly, he felt pretty awkward, but didn't show it. "Good morning, Miss Bee,"...
Francis stepped back, a bit surprised. "Oh... A dog. And a child. Hm. Are you two related? She looks kind of like you."
He was quiet and still as his saw it, frowning slightly. "Vermin," he said lowly. "I've always hated those things."
He pursed his lips for a moment. "Well it's no city, but it's not bad. I don't mind it."
He looked around, his eyebrows raised. "How quaint. I like it. Is the house far from here?"
He grabbed his bag, taking her hand as he stood up. "Yeah. Let's go."
He shifted, slowly opening his eyes. "Mm. Alright, alright," he said slowly, stretching. "Are we there already?"
(So cute!) He continued reading his book, only stopping to look at her every once in a while. After a bit, though, he ended up carefully setting...
He reached down and kissed her, before going back to his book without another word.
"Yeah. The author is pretty famous," he said quietly, then paused. "I love you."
"Just some stories written a long time ago. It's supposed to be horror, but I don't find it that frightening. Just a bit unnerving sometimes," he...
He led her back to the compartment, glancing back to check on her occasionally. Once they found it, he entered and sat down, picking up the book...
"That's fine. I won't mind at all," he said, standing up. "I'll make sure my page turning isn't too loud."
He looked out the window silently at the scenery passing. "Do you want to go back to the compartment? I'm looking forward to reading that book,"...
