Fleur shifted on the couch, watching everything take place. When talk began directing towards presents, she bit her lip. What was she supposed to do?
Cooper looked at her curiously. “So did you live I France?”
"Oh, yes," Fleur replied, grateful for something to talk about. "In Paris. It was wonderful. America is wonderful too."
“In my opinion, France is prettier. The whole landscape,”
"Yes. And I do miss it sometimes. But I am thankful to be in America."
“It is rather nice here. When did you move?”
Lillian stood there, being ignored…. Again.
"Late summer, after our trip to la Riviera. C'était très beau," she said with a sigh.
Lillian stood there, being ignored…. Again.
Sorry. Missed it. “That sounds good, I miss them. After all, Belle was out friend first and Ryan was mine,”
Lol, it's fine. "Yeah she was. Such a traitor," Lillian shook her head jokingly.
Darren chuckled, "And she took Ryan with her,"
"Traitors, both of them," Lillian laughed.
She finally had him smiling again, not so focused on his father who was drawing nearer.
Lillian had a mental note about his father, but tried to keep Darren happy. That's how anyone should feel on Christmas, hell even her parents used to give her break on this day. She never got any actual presents, she guessed the whole 'I won't hit you' thing was the present.
His dad decided when he'd behave but Christmas is when he missed Darren's mom the most.
Lillian looked up at Darren smiling. She was trying to infect him with her happiness.
It was working, she always made him happy. "I love you,"
"I love you too," Lillian giggled a little.
"Late summer, after our trip to la Riviera. C'était très beau," she said with a sigh.
“So recently huh?”
"Yes. Have you ever been to France?" Fleur asked, toying with a piece of her hair.
(Guys…. I actually reread through the entire rp. Like the original.)
(I think I started the 29th or the 30th. And I finished it a few minutes ago.)
(I need to do homework and then sleep, but we all know that's no happening.)