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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 28, 2010 21:10:31 GMT -5
Adrien just rested there with him, not even growing uncomfortable.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 28, 2010 21:52:37 GMT -5
Adrian stroked Adrien's hair back and adjusted the straps of the boy's dress.
"There you are."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 28, 2010 22:18:15 GMT -5
"I never left," he said happily.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 29, 2010 9:36:46 GMT -5
"Go on, now. Go clean yourself up."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 29, 2010 9:39:01 GMT -5
He leaned back and looked at him. "You want me to leave?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 29, 2010 9:41:58 GMT -5
"No, I'm saying we could both stand to clean up after this."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 29, 2010 9:44:44 GMT -5
He giggled and pressed a hand to his mouth.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 29, 2010 10:07:41 GMT -5
"To say nothing of our clothes."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 29, 2010 10:08:30 GMT -5
"You didn't on my dress, did you?" asked Adrien in alarm.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 29, 2010 10:34:56 GMT -5
"I pulled your dress up-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 29, 2010 10:37:38 GMT -5
"Good," he said in relief. "Well. I guess I'll go put on some pyjamas, and... do you want to have some desert? He have some really lovely ice cream - " he added hesitantly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 29, 2010 10:50:10 GMT -5
"I don't think so, but you certainly may."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 29, 2010 10:53:16 GMT -5
"No, never mind," he said, slowly standing, offering Adrian his hand to help him up.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 29, 2010 11:17:45 GMT -5
Adrian stood and pulled his clothes into order.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 29, 2010 11:23:59 GMT -5
He straightened Adrian's collar wifily.
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