Fraser, being Fraser, doesn't complain about giving up his Saturday to wash her Highness' car or whatever she's got him doing. "It matters little in the grand scheme of things, Ray," he tells me on the phone. What kind of sentence is that? Canadian is a weird language.
*heart*
or tiny clown shoes.
Hee!
It's Frannie who ends up talking the lady into giving herself up by swearing up and down that unless she goes voluntarily she'll end up having her baby in prison, and everyone knows that prison babies are always named Irving, especially the girls. Especially the ones with clowns for mothers.
Yay! Frannie!
The last clue is Fraser, smiling hopefully, in jeans and flannels and the dorkiest apron I've ever seen. "Hello, Ray," says dorky, hopeful Fraser.
*heart*
I try very hard not to picture Turnbull in said apron.
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I love the idea of Fraser being so concerned that he stays. Awww.
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This whole thing is adorable, but that especially makes me go ♥!
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*heart*
or tiny clown shoes.
Hee!
It's Frannie who ends up talking the lady into giving herself up by swearing up and down that unless she goes voluntarily she'll end up having her baby in prison, and everyone knows that prison babies are always named Irving, especially the girls. Especially the ones with clowns for mothers.
Yay! Frannie!
The last clue is Fraser, smiling hopefully, in jeans and flannels and the dorkiest apron I've ever seen.
"Hello, Ray," says dorky, hopeful Fraser.
*heart*
I try very hard not to picture Turnbull in said apron.
Heeee!
"Yeah," I say again, and I let him take me.
Yay!
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Kissing is fun to do , so it's fun to write. :)
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