♕ quatorze; [voice; French/text] (Sunday morning)

[crotchroses]

[voice; French:]

[France's voice is low and might be pleasant to listen to, even if you don't speak French and can't understand a word. It's as though he's speaking to no one in particular, or everyone at large, but it's offhand. Musing.]--and I wonder who will be the next to leave? Ah, such is life! It is wandering and so fragile. Espagne,

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[hullonurse]

What? Why?

[crotchroses]

Why not?

[hullonurse]

That's not an answer. If you "must" see me, I presume there's a reason.

[crotchroses]

I will reveal this reason when we meet. [Why yes, he is going to be stubborn about this.]

[hullonurse]

[She already has an idea anyway.]

[Sighs.] Where are you, then?

[crotchroses]

[... In that case, there are a few reasons.]

I am outside in the cold. [ :C ] Please tell me you are in the apartment!

[hullonurse]

Idiot. Yes, yes, I'm inside. Get over here.

[crotchroses]

Un moment! [GIVE HIM FIVE MINUTES. He'll be knocking on the door.]

[hullonurse]

[Opens the door!] You're late.

[crotchroses]

[--just for that, he's strutting right in!!]

I am perfectly on time.

[hullonurse]

[... Stares at him.] What the hell are you wearing? [That hat how desperate are you, Francis?]

[crotchroses]

[He turns and looks at Rosemary so very innocently.] Qu'est-ce?

[ blink blink ]

[hullonurse]

[Stomps over to him and tries to grab the hat off his head.] You know the place is littered with this stuff anyway, you're just being ridiculous now.

[crotchroses]

[Oh no he's going to get shocked isn't he...]

I am not ridiculous. [tugging at his hat, give it back...]

[hullonurse]

[Well, he's tall enough that they're probably both trapped under it by now anyway.] You are! Why would you need something like this! [Tugging back!!]

[crotchroses]

[There is a VERY HEAVY pause. He won't let go of the hat, but he's not tugging anymore. Instead, France is peering down at Rosemary with a twinkle in his eye.]

... I don't. Even you are saying so!