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WHO'S YOUR PAPA.
Apparently, the Gods decided that the festivities were over, and let Winter be present again. Snow storms had been a common thing the last couple of days. At least today it was a cloudy morning, yet no snow had fallen at all.
His wife was at the tea house, as she usually did after breakfast. As much as he loved her with all his heart... well, girl chat was not his thing.
...oh dear, he WAS sounding like a married man.
Battler shook his head, with a half embarrassed smile on his face. At least he had gotten what he was looking for. It had taken a small, awkward exchange with the Librarian, but he got a mystery novel he hadn't read at all.
Old habits die hard, they say. He had to admit he was excited as a child on Christmas with the idea of spending time with Beato while they both read the novel, trying to discover the truth before the end. Those were his thoughts as he walked on the snow (as SLOW as he could, mind you) back to the tea house.
His wife was at the tea house, as she usually did after breakfast. As much as he loved her with all his heart... well, girl chat was not his thing.
...oh dear, he WAS sounding like a married man.
Battler shook his head, with a half embarrassed smile on his face. At least he had gotten what he was looking for. It had taken a small, awkward exchange with the Librarian, but he got a mystery novel he hadn't read at all.
Old habits die hard, they say. He had to admit he was excited as a child on Christmas with the idea of spending time with Beato while they both read the novel, trying to discover the truth before the end. Those were his thoughts as he walked on the snow (as SLOW as he could, mind you) back to the tea house.
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I don't give her any. She should trust me more than that.
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I bet I'm gorgeous as a female!
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[WON'T SAY THE WITS AND TITS THING BECAUSE BEATO WILL KILL HIM.]
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1/2
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Oh God, bonding with male wife over a book D:]no subject
THAT MEANS THAT WHAT WE HAVE IS TRUE LOVE~ *IS SHOOT*]Impressive.
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I was planning to read it with Beatrice-- my version, that is. You know, married stuff.
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Hmph. Fine, like if I wanted to read it.
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[H-have a small smile, malewifehusbandothingie?]
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[A smirk for you, Male Wife.]
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She won't keep you waiting for long!
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