@ShadeStar
(I have pink sock. Fight me)
(Pink socks are awesome.)
(They Are that’s a factoid)
(It is a factoid. All socks are awesome. Except for white ones, those are boring.)
(I have pink sock. Fight me)
(Pink socks are awesome.)
(They Are that’s a factoid)
(It is a factoid. All socks are awesome. Except for white ones, those are boring.)
He wanted to say something just as cheesy like, Im happy my happiness makes you happy, that really makes me happy. but he just smiled and hugged her.
Fleur sighed and hummed a French tune into his shirt.
He coughed a few times and closed his eyes.
She stopped and looked at him. “Cooper?”
He peeked an eye open, “huh?”
(I have pink sock. Fight me)
(Pink socks are awesome.)
(They Are that’s a factoid)
(It is a factoid. All socks are awesome. Except for white ones, those are boring.)
…………. sock discrimination?
(….I just don't like white socks.)
"You don't know that!"
“If you die I’ll have to die too and that’d be sad,”
(….I just don't like white socks.)
(They can be useful)
"Death on my wedding day. Yeah, that sounds like the definition of irony."
“Death on your birthday would be more ironic,”
(Yeah… But not alot.)
(That’s what you think…)
"Yes but i got married like…40 minutes ago? That would be hilarious."
“That would be far from funny. Let’s not try it,”
(I know they're not.)
"I don't think we have a choice if someone just comes in and murders us."
He wanted to say something just as cheesy like, Im happy my happiness makes you happy, that really makes me happy. but he just smiled and hugged her.
Fleur sighed and hummed a French tune into his shirt.
He coughed a few times and closed his eyes.
She stopped and looked at him. “Cooper?”
He peeked an eye open, “huh?”
“Are you okay?” She was paranoid that he would leave her any second.
He wouldn’t leave. He simply nodded, he could feel the shortness of breath and pain in his lungs and just didn’t trust he could speak without passing out from lack of oxygen.
"I don't think we have a choice if someone just comes in and murders us."
“Then we’re both dead and we can be dead together,”
"Dead on our wedding day together. How sweet and deadly."
Lillian slowly stirred from her sleep. She hated the way the light it her eyes and buried her face into the warmth beside her.
"Dead on our wedding day together. How sweet and deadly."
“That would be cool but also not so much,”
"Yeah hopefully we don't die. Now can you get off me?"
“Ha. Make me,” He let all his weight on her.
Lillian slowly stirred from her sleep. She hated the way the light it her eyes and buried her face into the warmth beside her.
Darren wrapped his arms around her and guarded her from the light.
Lillian nuzzled further into Darren. She wrapped her arms around him.
He kissed her head and sighed.
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