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Alison thought for a moment, trying to remember the title. When she did, she told it to M for him to look it up.

Juliet woke before Zack. Sunlight peaked through their curtains as she shimmied out of his arms and stood, stretching. "He'll be hungry…" she said with a smile, looking back at Zack, her handsome man. She continued to the kitchen.

M did as she told him and he pulled it up after renting it. He set the remote down on the nightstand and leaned back in the bed, resting his back on thr bedboard.

Zackary gave a low croon as her warmth shimmied away like water. He curled up tightly in a ball, lapsing back into his light sleep. He felt very warm and pleasant.

M did as she told him and he pulled it up after renting it. He set the remote down on the nightstand and leaned back in the bed, resting his back on thr bedboard.

Alison sighed and snuggled into him further. She tossed a piece of popcorn into her mouth as the movie started.

M wrapped his arms around her and pulled her a bit closer, relaxing slowly. He grabbed a couple pieces of popcorn and munched on those quietly.

This is nice. I like spending time with you, Alison thought, knowing he would hear her.

Juliet practically melted as she leaned against the fridge, she loved to hear him croon. Soon she was taking food out the fridge and heating a pan. Breakfast in bed is what she had in mind for him.

M smiled faintly, gently rubbing her back. He leaned his head into hers, smiling a bit more. He enjoyed all time spent with her, too.

(Wanna skip to when she’s done?)

Alison sighed happily. She want really in the mood for popcorn at the moment, more cuddles than anything. After moving the bowl to a safe space on the bed, she turned and wrapped her arms around M, still watching the movie.

M made a soft noise and set his hand back against her, hugging her closer and shifting around. He laid back into the bed instead of against the backboard, his chin still on her head.

"I love you," Alison murmured, moving her head to press a soft kiss to whatever part of him she could reach, which happened to be the bottom of his chin.

M rose his head off of hers slightly when he felt her move. “I love you too,” He responded with a soft whisper and kiss to the head.

Alison smiled and snuggled back into him, resting her head on his chest. She went back to watching their movie and was perfectly content to just stay like this for the rest of her life.

(So cuuuuuuute

Skip now? Maybe to the morning, when Alison contacts her parents?)

(Maaaaaaybe.)

(Lmao, yes please)

(XD Okay.)

Alison sighed as she stared at the phone. She really should call her parents and invite them for dinner, but she always dreaded phone calls. It's was strange; she could be friendly and outgoing in front of a person or people, but phone calls were basically her worst nightmare.

Okay, so that might be a bit of an exaggeration… But she really did dislike them.

M was sitting next to her with a glass of water in his hands to keep his tapping, persistent fingers busy. He hated being idle and still. It was wrong in his mode of brain.
“Alison?” He asked softly for the umpteenth time from when they sat down.

"I hate phone calls," Alison murmured, chewing on her lip. "I like to see people's reactions and body language when I talk to them."

“I know. Are you sure you don’t want me to do it? I make phone calls all the time.” He leaned forward slightly to try and read her face.

Alison chewed on her lip. "I do want you to, but I think that I should. It would be good for me to do it, right?"

M nodded slowly. “It would be, but… I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. Let me, yeah?”

"No… I can do it," Alison said in quiet determination as she picked up the phone.

M returned his hands back to his cup, leaning back again. “Alright. I’ll be right here.”

Alison smiled over at him gratefully before she dialed the number. After a few rings from the phone, and some lip-chewing from Alison, someone finally picked up.

"Hello, Tourns' residence. This is Daniel speaking," her father answered, always the professional.

"Dad, hi. It's Alison," she said, a small smile flitting to her lips at the sound of her father's voice.

M gently sipped at the water, set it down and yawned softly. Now it was time for him to wait. He sincerely hoped her parents wouldn’t be able to make it. He just… disliked them for no absolutely, positively reason.

"Alison! It's wonderful to hear from you again. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Daniel Tourns asked, sounding happy to hear from his only child.

Alison took a deep breath before answering. "Well, M and I were talking the other day, and we realized that it had been awhile since we'd you and Mom. So we talked about it, and we would like to know if you could join us for dinner next Saturday?"

M tapped his fingernails gently on the glassy, cold surface of the cup, humming softly and hitting his feet on the ground. He looked at Alison again, trying to focus again.

Daniel hummed, falling silent for a moment. Alison assumed he was checking his schedule since he had stopped talking.

"We could be there around six. Would that be okay?" he asked finally.

"Let me check with M," Alison said before glancing at her husband. "Is six all right?"