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"Good. You shouldn't worry. It'll all be fine," he said, subconsciously tapping her hand with his index finger.
"I'm sure I'll like them," he said reassuringly. "It's not like I'll hate them, at least. That won't happen."
"Well, I'm not completely sure." He shrugged. "Just, like, meeting your family and stuff. It's exciting."
(RIP my phone.) He nodded, looking around the station. "Right. And then we should be able to get some food once we get on." He sighed, then...
"I would never purposely be cruel to you. Most of the time, anyways," he said jokingly, squeezing her hand.
"I believed you from the start, I swear," he said. "I just wanted to have someone to blame if we did get lost."
Oh my gosh, thank you for the lovely words! It means a lot. I'm actually going to fix a few things on that picture once I have the time, but still...
"Do you find it nostalgic?" he asked. "I feel like a place like this would hold a lot of memories."
Francis looked around in thought. "Alright. I'm blaming you if we get lost," he said teasingly. "But it's also okay, because this place is...
I remember you! Welcome back to the site!
"Hmph. I was hoping it would work. It had some effect on the outcome, right?" he asked, looking down at her with feigned worry.
He smirked, then took her hand. "I count myself lucky everyday I'm with you," he said, his voice slick.
"Illegal? Who's going to arrest me?" He raised an eyebrow. "I don't have time to go to jail today."
(I've been really lousy at reply, haha. My apologies!) He crossed his arms, a grin forming on his face. "I'm the best a sarcastic remarks. It's...
"You do? I didn't know that," he said thoughtfully. "Considering you're so ecstatic about talking in meetings, especially."
"Let's go to the station. I'm sure they'll have food on the train, or something." He shrugged, stepping out and closing the door behind him.
He grabbed the bag, and headed over to open the door. "You ready?"
Francis put everything he needed into a small, black bag. He tapped his chin, trying to remember if he forgot anything, then zipped it up,...
He watched her go, sighing after the door closed. He rested his head on his hand was he watched the door, only to get up moments later and get ready.
He seemed a bit embarrassed after he realized he was staring. "Okay. I'll, um, see you then."
