He probably is in a post morning slump in bed when she calls. Rolling over at the ringing, he blindly groped for the phone before squinting at the name on the ID. Oh...just going to actually answer the call. He's not a rude papa.]
Hello? It's ...early.
[No, you saw your daughter off to school. You are just moping in bed now that nobody can see you. Dignity.]
[She sniffles. Of course she had to try and stop her sobbing for the sake of this visit. The last thing she needed was to turn up at his doorstep in tears. No, that would be juvenile.
It was the dead of night and she stood outside with her tub of rose ice cream in a plastic bag. She didn't even bother to think that the man she was visiting might have already been asleep. She just really needed to see him.
Phone in hand, she makes the call. After all, she might wake up his daughter if she rang the doorbell.]
[France had been under for a good hour, wrapped in some pleasant dream that folks like him have when the phone rang. At first, he just makes an incoherent sound, shifting in bed, not aware that sound was reality and not some fabrication. By the third ring however his eyes are cracked open and he's staring at the mobile like it's the devil. Because France is not good at being woken up. England even avoids it.
He does have enough sense however to look at the caller I.D. to see who is calling him so very late at night, which is a good thing. It takes some of the anger out of his tone when he answers it, though he's a little slurred. Just a little.]
Cynthia? Are you okay? [The first thing he thinks of when getting calls this late is the natural "Somethings Wrong." And then he yawns. Well.]
[France has also received a box of macaroons from the landlord, which he'd been staring at for the past five minutes. He's a little iffy about colorful trifles delivered in the middle of the night after his first stay, but they're macaroons, and macaroons are ... harmless enough, right? He's already decided to whom he'll give the batch even!
It's been a nice, quiet day so far, so he's in a good mood when he opens the door.]
[In the morning, before school starts, France will find a pink macaroon - - in his mailbox. Wy doesn't hang around, at all, and she feels incredibly embarrassed as she drops it off. There's a note attached, with a very short message.]
I just have to get rid of these, so here. from the Principality of Wy
[Unlike Cynthia, France was hardly ever busy (by her standards anyway). Other than taking care of that horrid gun shop of his, he was usually at home doing arceus knows what. Which meant that sneaking around wasn't as easy for her as it was for him. So to make it easier, she just waited till he took his bath before waltzing into his bedroom to drop off her own little present. A pink macaron. She was supposed to give him the blue one, but the pink one seemed much more fitting given her current feelings for the man.
It took her a minute or two to figure out where to leave it. The door perhaps? Or maybe on top of the drawer? Eventually she settles for the nightstand. Why? because that's where he kept his cigarettes, that's why.
To be equally as adorable, she left her response to him on a note. But she wanted to be equally as gross, so the note may have a strong as shit faint traces of vanilla on it.
I'd love to. But I'm not really a good dancer.
Cynthia
She wasn't really they type to dance. But with the right person...why not?]
[Maybe some people like to enjoy their days rather than bouncing around between jobs! Plus, somebody has to be home to take care of Sofia. Pick her up from school. All of that. What is it now? First or second grade is a trial and he is a proper guardian.
Said proper guardian was distracted with a nap and didn't hear her enter his room. Although he does smell the faint scent of vanilla over his bath salts, which is a little...odd.
Did you dip the paper in your perfume, Cynthia? Good God.
Eventually, he does rouse when the water gets lukewarm and he's sure parts of him are pruning that he doesn't want aging anytime soon. France is decent enough to put on pants before exiting the bathroom, continuing to dry his hair as he walks around the room. Going for his cigarettes, because even if he's not ready for one yet he will at some point in the next five or so minutes, obviously.
The girl's picked up on a few of his habits after all, because he notices the macaroon and the source of the vanilla, sitting on the bed to read it. It's been two minutes but he lets the note sit on his leg while he lights up, re-reading it the short message with a grin. Still, part of this is the chase so he reclines against the headboard, legs crossed at the ankle as he flips open the phone.
And promptly eats the macaroon. Adequate, but not his! The message he sends goes as such:
[She would've called him, but this is in a bit of a hurry, just to confirm some things!]
Hello, France.
A couple of the citizens here would like to hold a ball for the spring, and I have offered to help with food. I was wondering if you would like to too?
A ball?! Doesn't that sound intriguing? Well-- you know, if it does actually turn out to be something that is happening I would love to help. You know I enjoy cooking for a crowd.
At the end of spring or what?
[Hey he likes getting random invites from Vietnam so this is a-okay.]
[This is just her slipping a note under his door before she heads to work...only to not leave and hang around the living room instead because wow look at all that rain.]
( Friday, France will receive multiple texts from Spain because he's incapable of sending everything he wants to say in one message like any other person would. )
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Date: 2014-02-19 07:42 am (UTC)text;
Date: 2014-02-20 09:04 am (UTC)you'll know it when you see it
[yeah he's not saying it's a strip club deal with it]
text; an hr later
Date: 2014-02-20 09:09 am (UTC)[yeah he's drinking by this point and france doesn't need to reply to either, he just. figures he should warn him.]
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Date: 2014-02-24 12:24 pm (UTC)Ring ring, time to check on your post-popularity loss!]
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Date: 2014-02-24 12:47 pm (UTC)He probably is in a post morning slump in bed when she calls. Rolling over at the ringing, he blindly groped for the phone before squinting at the name on the ID. Oh...just going to actually answer the call. He's not a rude papa.]
Hello? It's ...early.
[No, you saw your daughter off to school. You are just moping in bed now that nobody can see you. Dignity.]
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Date: 2014-02-25 04:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-25 04:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-25 04:16 am (UTC)But she was really upset, so this wasn't for you!!!!
[tsun harder]
done yw
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Date: 2014-02-27 02:33 am (UTC)text (2/2)
Date: 2014-02-27 02:34 am (UTC)i mean
it's not life-threatening or anything
just whenever
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Date: 2014-02-27 08:36 am (UTC)I do believe you owe me?
well hello
Date: 2014-02-27 10:56 pm (UTC)Have you decided on what we shall do?
[Life has been a little er, busy. He definitely did not mean to be rude.]
uwu
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Date: 2014-03-02 07:55 am (UTC)It was the dead of night and she stood outside with her tub of rose ice cream in a plastic bag. She didn't even bother to think that the man she was visiting might have already been asleep. She just really needed to see him.
Phone in hand, she makes the call. After all, she might wake up his daughter if she rang the doorbell.]
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Date: 2014-03-03 12:39 pm (UTC)He does have enough sense however to look at the caller I.D. to see who is calling him so very late at night, which is a good thing. It takes some of the anger out of his tone when he answers it, though he's a little slurred. Just a little.]
Cynthia? Are you okay? [The first thing he thinks of when getting calls this late is the natural "Somethings Wrong." And then he yawns. Well.]
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Date: 2014-03-13 04:48 am (UTC)text; 2/?
Date: 2014-03-13 04:49 am (UTC)["nothing"]
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Date: 2014-03-17 07:56 am (UTC)Yum!
Ringing his door bell now.]
lights and camera right here.
Date: 2014-03-19 12:52 pm (UTC)It's been a nice, quiet day so far, so he's in a good mood when he opens the door.]
Vietnam! To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?
KA-CHING!
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Date: 2014-03-17 11:25 pm (UTC)Good morning! The lessor gave these out, and I never really got to say thank you for helping me out when I arrived. So, thank you, dad.
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Date: 2014-03-19 06:18 pm (UTC)I just have to get rid of these, so here.
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Date: 2014-03-20 12:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-20 06:26 pm (UTC)It took her a minute or two to figure out where to leave it. The door perhaps? Or maybe on top of the drawer? Eventually she settles for the nightstand. Why? because that's where he kept his cigarettes, that's why.
To be equally as adorable, she left her response to him on a note. But she wanted to be equally as gross, so the note may have a
strong as shitfaint traces of vanilla on it.I'd love to. But I'm not really a good dancer.
Cynthia
She wasn't really they type to dance. But with the right person...why not?]
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Date: 2014-03-20 09:55 pm (UTC)Said proper guardian was distracted with a nap and didn't hear her enter his room. Although he does smell the faint scent of vanilla over his bath salts, which is a little...odd.
Did you dip the paper in your perfume, Cynthia? Good God.
Eventually, he does rouse when the water gets lukewarm and he's sure parts of him are pruning that he doesn't want aging anytime soon. France is decent enough to put on pants before exiting the bathroom, continuing to dry his hair as he walks around the room. Going for his cigarettes, because even if he's not ready for one yet he will at some point in the next five or so minutes, obviously.
The girl's picked up on a few of his habits after all, because he notices the macaroon and the source of the vanilla, sitting on the bed to read it. It's been two minutes but he lets the note sit on his leg while he lights up, re-reading it the short message with a grin. Still, part of this is the chase so he reclines against the headboard, legs crossed at the ankle as he flips open the phone.
And promptly eats the macaroon. Adequate, but not his! The message he sends goes as such:
You broke into my room and did not say hello.]
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Date: 2014-03-22 06:04 am (UTC)Hello, France.
A couple of the citizens here would like to hold a ball for the spring, and I have offered to help with food. I was wondering if you would like to too?
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Date: 2014-03-25 11:42 pm (UTC)At the end of spring or what?
[Hey he likes getting random invites from Vietnam so this is a-okay.]
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Date: 2014-03-25 01:58 pm (UTC)[The Rolls is a nice car, okay. He's got fond memories!]
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Date: 2014-03-28 01:02 pm (UTC)Good morning ♥
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Date: 2014-04-04 06:29 am (UTC)hey
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francia
are you there?
i need you
its important
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Date: 2014-04-07 01:49 am (UTC)a lot...
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texts. Dear God.
Still, that's beside the point because--]
SPAIN??? YOU'RE BACK?!
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Date: 2014-05-01 04:06 pm (UTC)text; backdated to arrival
Date: 2014-05-12 10:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-12 10:27 pm (UTC)but yes!!
i wanted to say that im happy youre here!
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