Douze [TUESDAY | MORNING] (8 Janvier)

[athousandsheets]

...Where am I...?

M-monsieur Frederic?! Why are we in the same bed?!

...A wedding ring...?

((OOC: So, Fred wished he and Eli were married. AND HERE IT IS.))

Comments

[artisticsong]

Mademoiselle Fontaine?

I-I think my wish came true....

[athousandsheets]

M-monsieur? Wh-what happened...?

[artisticsong]

We-Well...You know those rumors about the wish making if you call your own cellphone? I did that and I made a wish for us.

[athousandsheets]

Th-they really work?