*Wakes at Caranthirë's to find that her and the babies are gone.*
*Gets up, lets himself out and staggers in the direction of his own abode.*
*Collapes on the sofa as soon as he gets in and falls asleep in no time.*
*Still has the
post-it note stuck to his forehead.*
*reads the note*
*considers removing it from your head but doesn't want to ruin the acknowledgement of your triumphant escape from whatever it is you survived* >:)
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Meh. Snnffllrrrr...stopssquealin', I'llgetya'n otherrrrattle...
Zzzzzzzz...
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Huh? :S
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OH yeah. I'm home.
*yawns*
*goes to rub his face and encouters yellow, papery, stickiness attached to his forehead*
*peels it off*
*blink* *focus* *blink* *read*
>_< That really wasn't necessary!
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What's that all about, then? Off fighting dragons or wayward Sindar? ;)
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No. Baby peredhil.
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Oh.
...
You did that for me?
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That means a lot to me. But it wasn't necessary.
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But...you seemed so upset and when you said you said you didn't want a child with someone who didn't want one that got me sorta worried. :S
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Worried?! Why? Don't you think that's a sensible stance to take, for the child's sake? :/
*sits down beside you*
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