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“Never in a million years,” he replied quietly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Did you?”
“Never in a million years,” he replied quietly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Did you?”
"I figured I was gonna be General someday." Bailey answered, lifting the coat collar against his cheeks for warmth.
"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.
"But he didn't have to get so…" Peter struggled to find the word he wanted.
"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.
"But he didn't have to get so…" Peter struggled to find the word he wanted.
"…defensive?" She tried to help.
"I figured I was gonna be General someday." Bailey answered, lifting the coat collar against his cheeks for warmth.
“Are you happy or disappointed in the.. change in plans?” George inquired.
"I'm beginning to accept it," he spoke, "Er, accepting the process of getting where I am now. It was rough."
“Which is understandable,” he murmured.
He drew a hand to push his hair back. "What a ride.."
"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.
"But he didn't have to get so…" Peter struggled to find the word he wanted.
"…defensive?" She tried to help.
He nodded. "Defensive. Protective. But I told him that we were willing to do this."
"I think he's just scared for you," she tried to console.
Peter shook his head. "Well, he doesn't need to be."
She leaned and rest her head on his chest. "I pray for you two…"
He drew a hand to push his hair back. "What a ride.."
"That's certainly one way of putting it," George murmured, "How much longer until we arrive?"
"A while," Bailey admitted with a partial laugh. "It's far, the quickest way is through woods," snowflakes perched in his blond hair.
“Well, I’m enjoying the ride so far,” he smiled in return, “Though I do wish we were on the same horse right now~”
He gave him a quirky smirk. "So?"
“So I could be closer to you,” he replied simply, a faint pink rising to his cheeks.
"You're impeccably peachish." He snickered teasingly. "Can you not see the twenty minutes severed from me?"
"Leave me alone," George grumbled good-naturedly, scrunching up his nose.
Bailey snickered softly. "would you enjoy endulging me in a little horse race?"
(Hellooo?)
She leaned and rest her head on his chest. "I pray for you two…"
He kissed her hair gently. "Thank you, my love."
She closed her eyes.
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Hmm, what's happening with our boi John again? I'm a lil rusty
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