(I'm sitting in the parking lot of a Wawa while my brother's inside and there's the cop across the street from me and I'm abusing the power cord and jamming out to Hamilton and I swear this officer is giving me the weirdest look.)
"I know you are, sugar. I'm excited too."
(Lol is school done for you already?)
Cooper nodded and grabbed both of their hands, teleporting to his apartment because he can and it’s cool.
Lina gasped, still not quite used to the quick transportation.
Cooper chuckled and flopped on the couch.
Fleur snuggled next to him and Lina sat in an armchair.
He looked up at her like she was his entire world because she was. Everything in his life revolved around her and he liked it that way. “I love you,”
Cooper nodded and grabbed both of their hands, teleporting to his apartment because he can and it’s cool.
Lina gasped, still not quite used to the quick transportation.
Cooper chuckled and flopped on the couch.
Fleur snuggled next to him and Lina sat in an armchair.
Cooper glared at Lina. His trust for her was slim.
Cooper nodded and grabbed both of their hands, teleporting to his apartment because he can and it’s cool.
Lina gasped, still not quite used to the quick transportation.
Cooper chuckled and flopped on the couch.
Fleur snuggled next to him and Lina sat in an armchair.
Cooper glared at Lina. His trust for her was slim.
Lina withered under his gaze.
Fleur noticed the silent exchange. "Stop," she pleaded with Cooper. "We can trust her."
(Lol is school done for you already?)
(Yep! I just got home)
(Lowkey super jealous. Stupid time zones)
He looked up at her like she was his entire world because she was. Everything in his life revolved around her and he liked it that way. “I love you,”
She smiled brightly. "I love you too."
(Lol is school done for you already?)
(Yep! I just got home)
(Lowkey super jealous. Stupid time zones)
(I get out in… T minus 7 minutes.)
(Also, on the way home, this happened.
Brother: This song depresses me.
Song is about sex and drugs
Me: In my head YOU DON'T KNOW THE MEANING OF THE WORD DEPRESSING. HOW ABOUT I PUT ON 'BLOW US ALL AWAY' AND WE'LL SEE WHICH ONE IS DEPRESSING.)
Cooper glared at Lina. His trust for her was slim.
Lina withered under his gaze.
Fleur noticed the silent exchange. "Stop," she pleaded with Cooper. "We can trust her."
“No. You trust her. I do not. Everyone who comes from that place tends to be manipulative and sketchy.” He didn’t drop his gaze from the girl.
Cooper glared at Lina. His trust for her was slim.
Lina withered under his gaze.
Fleur noticed the silent exchange. "Stop," she pleaded with Cooper. "We can trust her."
“No. You trust her. I do not. Everyone who comes from that place tends to be manipulative and sketchy.” He didn’t drop his gaze from the girl.
(What did my sweet, innocent, chocolate colored, French intern ever do to you??)
“No. You trust her. I do not. Everyone who comes from that place tends to be manipulative and sketchy.” He didn’t drop his gaze from the girl.
(What did my sweet, innocent, chocolate colored, French intern ever do to you??)
(You gave her away so her development is no longer in your control. Therefore I get to pick on her.)
Cooper glared at Lina. His trust for her was slim.
Lina withered under his gaze.
Fleur noticed the silent exchange. "Stop," she pleaded with Cooper. "We can trust her."
“No. You trust her. I do not. Everyone who comes from that place tends to be manipulative and sketchy.” He didn’t drop his gaze from the girl.
Lina looked away and whispered something.
"No!" Fleur replied quickly.
(I am still her biological mother. Camie is her adoptive one. Therefore I get to protect my precious daughter.)
He looked up at her like she was his entire world because she was. Everything in his life revolved around her and he liked it that way. “I love you,”
She smiled brightly. "I love you too."
“I love you three,”
"I love you four."
“For what?”
"Forever." She kissed his nose with a smile.
“No. You trust her. I do not. Everyone who comes from that place tends to be manipulative and sketchy.” He didn’t drop his gaze from the girl.
(What did my sweet, innocent, chocolate colored, French intern ever do to you??)
(You gave her away so her development is no longer in your control. Therefore I get to pick on her.)
(Okay, so now you have to explain to me why you're picking on a sweet, innocent, chocolate colored, French intern.)
(I am still her biological mother. Camie is her adoptive one. Therefore I get to protect my precious daughter.)
(That’s not how adoption works dear)