We all scream for...Julian.
As he studies the contents of the freezer, Arsène has his doubts about whether Julian’s digestive system could handle the ice cream with the brownies in it. The vanilla with the caramel and crunchy bits in it should probably do nicely. Besides, Arsène would have taken the brownie anyway; it’s his favorite
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"Merci, Monsieur Arsène."
He wastes no time digging in, making a happy little noise as he savors the first spoonful.
"Mmmmm!"
He eats with enthusiasm, his eyes lighting up as he gets his first taste of caramel. He takes a bit more on the end of the spoon, smiling at the sticky sweetness of it. Still a little wary of solid food, he crunches the hard bits he finds in the ice cream carefully, though he is pleased to find them very much like the sugar wafers he remembers enjoying as a little boy.
He licks the back of his spoon, looking around curiously from his perch on one end of the couch. The house is old and rather small, though it's obvious from the odd collection of things scattered about that several people make it their home.
"This is Monsieur Percy's house?" he asks, turning back to Arsène.
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‘It was just me and him, but then that silly Brody moved in. I only hope he doesn’t decide to keep his pets here as well, although they have their own place.’
Not to mention that one of them would rather shit glass than be under the same roof as him.
Stabbing his spoon into the ice cream securely, he uses his free hand to grab the bottle of rum, taking a long drink from it before holding it out to Julian.
‘Rum goes very well with ice cream.’
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He looks up curiously. "You do not like le petit garçon?" he says, sucking a bit of caramel off the tip of his finger. "I like him very much. He is my friend."
He takes the bottle from Arsène. "It does? I shall have some then." He takes a long drink, coughing a little and wrinkling his nose. He doesn't like the taste, but he's too polite to say so. Besides, it's easily fixed. He smiles at Arsène, helping himself to another spoonful of ice cream.
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Arsène just lets that hang in the air.
'You can like him all you want. I don't. Just like Percy doesn't like you, but I do.'
He sits and watches Julian eat quietly for a few moments.
'Do you like your ice cream?' Arsène certainly likes his; he's done with it. If only it came in larger containers. He eats far to fast to make the little cartons last. But the boy's opinion on the choice of drink is clear. 'And do you not like rum? Do you want something else? We have everything.'
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