@Elder-God-Jacks347
(Hey! I was just clarifying for our stalkers since I know we have those!)
(Hey! I was just clarifying for our stalkers since I know we have those!)
"Hey Laffy Taffy, I need a favor from you." "Yes, what is it?" "Can you help me convince my fiancé that he's adorable?" He laughed. "Of course!"
(I still don’t believe Hey exist)
“It’s not gonna work,” he looked over at them, “You can try though,”
(I like to think they do.)
"Mon amie, if you're going to be marrying my best friend, you should already know she's too stubborn to give up on something like this." "He's right."
“She’s very stubborn and strong willed but I don’t think I can be convinced,”
"I'm sure I could convince you but the way I'm thinking of isn't really something I should say in front of children." She giggled. "Mon chéri, I'm a bad influence on you." "Nah, I've always been like this, you just enhanced it."
“That’s fine, their parents are about 4 minutes out and will be here to pick them up soon,”
Louis shook his head, his wild brown curls bouncing everywhere. "Don't give me that look!" "Oops." He chuckled.
There was a knock at the door, “Home time kiddos,” Ryan laughed and got up to answer the door. He informed his cousins about their children’s good behavior and lack of problems and sent them on their way. Sitting back down by Belle empty handed.
"I'm guessing the children left?" "Yep. And then there were three." "More like two." "Aww, do you really have to go?" "I promised Fiona I'd call her." "Alright, text me when you're arriving tomorrow." "Will do. Au revior!" "Bye!" She hung up and placed her phone down. "And then there were two."
“Yup. Just us,” he laughed.
"Although, is that really such a bad thing?" She sat up, placing her elbows on her knees.
He wrapped his arms around her, “No. being alone with you is the opposite of bad,”
"Yep, we can do whatever we want." She dragged out 'whatever' a small bit, biting back her smile. This isn't going to end well. It's fun to play this game though.
"Yep, we can do whatever we want." She dragged out 'whatever' a small bit, biting back her smile. This isn't going to end well. It's fun to play this game though.
“You’re right. We can do anything,”
"What are you suggesting?" She smiled a little.
“Was I not being suggestive enough?”
(I've been dragged to a family party with a dying phone BUT I WAS SMART AND BROUGHT MY CHARGER SO I'M JUST STANDING IN THE CORNER THANKING THE LORD I BROUGHT IT.)
"No, I got it, I was just wondering if you would say it."
(YES!)
(I'm proud of myself.)
(I’m proud of you!)
(Yay! Someone's proud of me!)
Ryan laughed again, “Well. I liked the figurative language more,”
(I’m often proud of you)
She pulled herself onto his lap, cuddling into his chest. "Mmm, you're always so warm."
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