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"Ah. Well, that's a secret and I can't tell you because it's a secret. Sorry," he said, grinning. "Confidential."
"Hmph. Fine. I can assure you nothing bad will happen," he said. "I won't let it."
He shut the door, then shook his head. "Oh, I'm sure it will be fine. It's just gratitude, right?"
"Yep. But this time it actually helped me." He looked back at her, opening the door. "So yeah, I should thank him."
"Sure. It's probably better than sleeping." He stood up, walking to the door. "I should also thank him. He kind of helped me gain the confidence...
He nodded. "Yeah, that's better. I understand now," he said, sitting up. "I'm glad."
He smiled slightly. "I'm sorry," he said coyly, "but you're going to have to rephrase that sentence into a way I understand." He smirked, raising...
He shrugged, turning his head to look away. Abort. Abort. This isn't going well. "I suppose it was kind of stupid for me to say that. My apologies."
Never! Sleep is for the weak!
He mentally panicked, but his expression didn't show. "Do you have a problem with that?" he asked, watching her thoughtfully.
"Half an hour?" he asked, laying back and facing the ceiling. "I can work with that."
He crossed his arms, going back and sitting at the foot of the bed. "I'm not a weirdo. I was lying down when you knocked on the door."
The door opened, Francis standing there. He fidgeted with the black tie he was wearing, before looking up. "Ah. You're lucky you came while I was...
(Haha yeah.)
(Ah jeez, that reaction made it cuter.) Francis looked in the mirror, disbelief on his face. He put a hand on his head. Did I really just say...
Do I plan on beating the previous 77 hour Skype call record? Yes. Yes I do.
He looked at her, then at the door, a small grin on his face. Opening it, he spoke. "Love you, too." He then disappeared into the bathroom.
"Hmph. Fine, don't accept my offer. But I'm probably gonna end up falling back asleep afterwards, so if you need me then I'll be right here," he...
He smiled at her, before sitting, removing his arm from under her. He brushed his hair back, looking out of the window. "I need to take a...
"Floors aren't as comfortable as beds, so I took you here. I hope you don't mind," he said, taking a look around the room himself.
