Fleur looked back at Cooper. "Are you really feeling alright? Please tell me the truth."
“No. I have the power to make people see their greatest fears and my power backfired on me before so I saw my fears. I keep throwing up, I’ve lost 5 pounds and my body hurts,”
Fleur cupped his face with her hands. "Do you need anything?" she whispered.
"Are you always going to abuse that title?" She raised an eyebrow at him.
“Answer. Yes, more than likely,” Ryan nodded.
Fleur looked back at Cooper. "Are you really feeling alright? Please tell me the truth."
“No. I have the power to make people see their greatest fears and my power backfired on me before so I saw my fears. I keep throwing up, I’ve lost 5 pounds and my body hurts,”
Fleur cupped his face with her hands. "Do you need anything?" she whispered.
“Is death an option?” He joked sourly.
"Good because I will abuse mine too. As your wife, of course."
"Good because I will abuse mine too. As your wife, of course."
“And, as your husband I’m glad hear it,”
“I take it the two of you are newly married,” the man driving said with an American accent that made Ryan stop.
“You spoke english this entire time?!”
Lovely, Lillian just moved a piece to the outer edge.
Darren sighed, he had a strategy and she wouldn't be getting any kings.
But Lillian would try her damnedest to get at least one. She thought hard before taking her next turn.
“Aha,” he jumped her piece, “moving only one from the side and none from the final row she needed.
Fleur looked back at Cooper. "Are you really feeling alright? Please tell me the truth."
“No. I have the power to make people see their greatest fears and my power backfired on me before so I saw my fears. I keep throwing up, I’ve lost 5 pounds and my body hurts,”
Fleur cupped his face with her hands. "Do you need anything?" she whispered.
“Is death an option?” He joked sourly.
She blinked, very unsure of how to respond. Her mouth gaped open slightly.
"Fuck," Lillian muttered as she pretended to analyze before moving a random piece. Old thoughts she thought were long past were filling up her mind now.
“Is death an option?” He joked sourly.
She blinked, very unsure of how to respond. Her mouth gaped open slightly.
He pecked her lips, “I’m joking,” he responded smilelessly.
"Good because I will abuse mine too. As your wife, of course."
“And, as your husband I’m glad hear it,”
“I take it the two of you are newly married,” the man driving said with an American accent that made Ryan stop.
“You spoke english this entire time?!”
She burst out laughing. "Oh that's great! I'd do that too if I was a taxi driver in Paris. But to answer your question, yes, we are newly married."
"Fuck," Lillian muttered as she pretended to analyze before moving a random piece. Old thoughts she thought were long past were filling up her mind now.
“Yeah I’m an asshole,” he moved one sacrificial piece away from the wall, very careful not to be in her line of Fire.
"Good because I will abuse mine too. As your wife, of course."
“And, as your husband I’m glad hear it,”
“I take it the two of you are newly married,” the man driving said with an American accent that made Ryan stop.
“You spoke english this entire time?!”
She burst out laughing. "Oh that's great! I'd do that too if I was a taxi driver in Paris. But to answer your question, yes, we are newly married."
Ryan scowled, he felt fooled. The taxi driver chuckled, “Congratulations,”
“Is death an option?” He joked sourly.
She blinked, very unsure of how to respond. Her mouth gaped open slightly.
He pecked her lips, “I’m joking,” he responded smilelessly.
"Don't do that," she said quietly, not looking at his eyes.
"Thanks. Don't mind him, he's just a salty Italian." She giggled, poking Ryan in the ribs.
"Fuck," Lillian muttered as she pretended to analyze before moving a random piece. Old thoughts she thought were long past were filling up her mind now.
“Yeah I’m an asshole,” he moved one sacrificial piece away from the wall, very careful not to be in her line of Fire.
Lillian watched him, "You have a fucking plan don't you?" she moved another random piece to a random place. Obscurity was her key to victory.
“Is death an option?” He joked sourly.
She blinked, very unsure of how to respond. Her mouth gaped open slightly.
He pecked her lips, “I’m joking,” he responded smilelessly.
"Don't do that," she said quietly, not looking at his eyes.
“It’s fine.” He sighed and walked away to his room.
"Thanks. Don't mind him, he's just a salty Italian." She giggled, poking Ryan in the ribs.
Ryan squealed, He was rather ticklish but shh. “Hey!”
“Italian huh? Did you know that you’re in the wrong country?”
"Fuck," Lillian muttered as she pretended to analyze before moving a random piece. Old thoughts she thought were long past were filling up her mind now.
“Yeah I’m an asshole,” he moved one sacrificial piece away from the wall, very careful not to be in her line of Fire.
Lillian watched him, "You have a fucking plan don't you?" she moved another random piece to a random place. Obscurity was her key to victory.
“I always have a plan. After years of playing this shit with my brothers. I know what I’m doing,”
“Is death an option?” He joked sourly.
She blinked, very unsure of how to respond. Her mouth gaped open slightly.
He pecked her lips, “I’m joking,” he responded smilelessly.
"Don't do that," she said quietly, not looking at his eyes.
“It’s fine.” He sighed and walked away to his room.
"Clearly it's not," she insisted, following him. She looked over her shoulder at Lina. "Une minute."
(I can see lol, also I AM FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)
Lillian groaned, "Ughhhhhhhhhh, you're going to win aren't you? You little shit."
“It’s fine.” He sighed and walked away to his room.
"Clearly it's not," she insisted, following him. She looked over her shoulder at Lina. "Une minute."
Cooper hadn’t noticed he’d been followed. He sat on the edge of his bed and looked at the picture on his bed side.