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Started December 13, 2018 by Deleted user

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“Why is what? Why I don’t like notes?” He looked down at her, raising his eyeborws.

Her gaze slid up to Zack's but she didn't argue, just slid off the counter and followed him upstairs.

Zackary led the way like a king going to a fancy ceremony, instead of a Demon with a pan of food in his hand with a cape-like blanket covering his unclothed body. It was most… interesting.

"Why dot you like notes unless they're directly from me?" Alison wondered.

“They’re just clutter. I hate wasting ink on a return note. Unless, of course, it’s something worthwhile.”

Juliet kept most of her giggles to herself. Zack could be such a dork sometimes. These were the moments that made her want to attack him with kisses. She was contemplating doing just that as she trailed behind him.

As soon as he put that pan down…

Zackary led the way to their room, and shut the door. He set down the still warm pan on their bedstand, ready to flop down on the bed.

Alison hummed, nodding slowly. "Okay, that makes sense… So what if I wrote you some really nice note that also reminds you to come home?"

“Ooh that’d be nice.” He nodded. “I'd like to see you come in more, too.”

Julie set her bowl down as well. It was time to act. She smirked and least on him. Tackling him down to the bed. She took his face into her hands and kissed him all over.

Zackary squeaked softly as he was pounced upon, landing on the bed on his back and shaking his head. He grabbed her hands holding his face and squeezed them, squishing his face up.

Alison grinned. "Then I should start doing that," she decided. "When do you go in next?"

“Probably on Sunday,” He decided indefinitely, shrugging. “I just wanted to give myself and everyone an unscheduled vacation.”

(I have no idea what day it's supposed to be right now…)

"That sounds good. I'm sure they're all enjoying the break immensely," Alison mused.

(Uuuuhhh let’s just say Thurday)

M hummed softly. “I hope they are. I hope they are not in some type of trouble.”

With closed eyes and pure glee, Juliet enjoyed the sounds of his squeals and continued to kiss him furiously. When she finally let up, she planted a final kiss on his lips, long and hard.

When she finally rested her lips upon his, he kissed her back, relaxing into the bed and squeezing her hands. He quieter down slowly, his breathing returning to a slow pace.

(Uuuuhhh let’s just say Thurday)

M hummed softly. “I hope they are. I hope they are not in some type of trouble.”

"Oh, I'm sure they're perfectly fine," Alison chuckled. "They're all young and in love. Why wouldn't they be enjoying themselves?"

M shut his eyes. “Jees. Thinking about them makes me feel tired. They might get hurt or something.”

"Oh, I'm sure they'll be fine. Don't worry about them, M," Alison said, pecking him on the cheek quickly. "Why don't we get started on what we need to do?"

M yawned faintly, nodding. “Yep, I’ll meet you downstairs after I call thr plumber.”

"Sounds good! I'll see you in a bit, then," Alison said before making her way to the laundry room.

Julie made the kiss last and pulled away when she was completely out of breath. She smiled at him. "You're such a dork. I love you."

M plucked up his phone from his pocket. He called the best plumber he knew of with no hesitation, explained the problem and booked them for the next day in the afternoon. Once he finished, he grabbed some clothes from upstairs and brought them down to her.

Alison looked up from the pile of clothes she had been stain-treating and smiled at the sight of her husband. "The call go well?"