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The woman nodded, brushing back a lock of brown hair. "He just want's to get a few details. Nothing bad, so I'm sure you'll be fine." She smiled...
"Overnight? I don't think I need that." Francis shook his head. Suddenly, the woman from earlier entered, a her hand covered a phone. Somehow,...
(Pssh not me that's for sure) Francis leaned back, resuming his answers to questions. "How long do I have to stay here?"
(No I can't but i̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶s̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶o̶c̶t̶o̶r̶) Francis grabbed onto the door and held it open,...
(It's the same for me. I think it's the only RP I've stuck to and really liked. I'm super excited to see where it goes.) Francis didn't shoo the...
(I could really go on and on about how I feel when I think of certain characters. It's actually really fun for me.I honestly can't wait to get...
(That might be it. I mean, when I think of Natalia I imagined vellichor. Dusty books in a library with sunlight beaming through, and the dust...
(Yes! That's a great idea!! Whenever I think of a character, it always has a certain atmosphere with it. I like to try to imagine other people's...
(My lips are sealed! But, when you think of a story or a certain object, do you have a feeling or thought that you relate to it? That's totally...
(I'm not sure. I suppose that would work?) Francis stood up, but his legs faltered for a moment as a pain shot through his back. He caught...
(Not that I know of) Francis sighed and shook his head. "Alright. Whatever. Let's just get this ordeal over with."
"No, if you were right, I would have acknowledged this," he replied sternly, crossing his legs.
"Once again, not my fault. But for the sake of coming to an agreement, I will just nod my head."
"How is that even?" he inquired, his expression unchanging.
"Alright, alright. I suppose you're just a wimp then," he teased, looking out the window. [SPOILER]
"Scary? It's over, though. You shouldn't be scared." He frowned, tilting his head.
"It did go fine. Except for the fact that the ambassador was a back stabber. Besides, I've gone through worse." He raised an eyebrow.
He sighed. "Fine. But only so I can leave." (I said not to get emotionally attached, but that's the reason I didn't kill him. ;; )
"Well, you didn't say you were against the bomb. I just want to go home." He crossed his arm. "Not fair at all. I disagree."
"No. I don't need to. I'm fine, see?" He sat up, albeit rather slowly.
