Separate names with a comma.
He would hear shifting behind him as Fleur sat up, feeling a little sick. "..What was that, Ferris?"
He groaned, clicking the pen. "Just tell me what you want, O."
Fleur shifted, but didn't wake yet, her back to him.
He squinted at her playfully. "Huh. Sounds like you don't want any snacks then."
(Yopp!)
"Yeah. I don't think I need to add more important stuff because I'll remember, but we should write down snacks," he said. "What do you like?"
She nodded, watching him go. "Yeah. See you soon."
It was rather short, listing mostly essentials, and he looked up at her in surprise. "Any ideas?"
She watched him with a small smile. "I love you too. Have fun doing.. book things..?"
He didn't seem to notice, a thoughtful expression on his face as he wrote, adding the smaller details to the list.
She sighed, gently rubbing his back. "Hm.. Fine."
He went to the other room and pulled out a paper, writing down the things they needed in his large handwriting, including plates and a bed frame.
She kissed the top of his head. "When do you have to leave?"
He nodded decisively, kissing her cheek and heading out to start the list.
She brightened, looking over at him. "Thank you, Fer."
He frowned slightly, crossing his arms thoughtfully. "I'm not sure.. I've never been good with stuff like that.."
She was quiet, her eyes closed as he worked. Her hair was soft and shiny once it was untangled, and slipped easily through the brush and his fingers.
He went to brush his teeth, squinting into the mirror. Ince he was done, he considered the house. "We could also try something new."
She nodded, going to get her brush before giving it to him, sitting down again.
He nodded. "Yeah, like those. What do you think?"
