Room 215, Saturday Morning
Apr. 16th, 2016 07:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Face was in a great mood this morning (inasmuch as one could be in any kind of mood when still half asleep). The dance had been fun, he and Cass had both won prom crowns, and she'd stayed over after.
Sighing happily, he snuggled in closer to her.
[For one...then some more.]
Sighing happily, he snuggled in closer to her.
[For one...then some more.]
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Date: 2016-04-16 04:04 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2016-04-16 05:27 pm (UTC)"Yeah, but I don't have Cass's...issues," he said. "Which she didn't handle well, but right now, she's not that much older than you, and it may shock you to find out your parents aren't perfect. Well, I am, but I'm a rarity."
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Date: 2016-04-16 05:58 pm (UTC)Just cause he didn't like the idea of fighting with Cassandra didn't mean he wouldn't if he thought she was wrong.
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Date: 2016-04-16 06:03 pm (UTC)For being normalish, especially.
... for some Face-esque value of normal.
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Date: 2016-04-16 06:07 pm (UTC)She needed to hear it, and how could any version of him not love a kid who could set fire to things with her brain?