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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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Austin found her hand and laced their fingers together, giving her a quick, brave nod.

Lillian shook her head and held out a hand, "Come on you big child."

She smiled reassuringly. "Let's go." She headed downstairs slowly. "What. The. Heck. Is. Wrong. With. You. People?" She said each word as she took each step. "Ryan I'm disappointed, I would've expected you to try and be a bit more cautious of the noise down here knowing Austin was here." She scolded. Yep. You're a mom. I didn't ask for your opinion!

Ryan’s eyes grew wide. “I-I mean. Uhh I didn’t think I— Sorry,”
Cooper was passed out on the couch with a sleeping baby.

Lillian shook her head and held out a hand, "Come on you big child."

Darren grabbed her hand and chuckled. “You found me.”

She raised an eyebrow, eyes cold and harsh. "I expected better from you."

"Indeed I did," Lillian laughed, "Now I think Belle's a bit pissed at us…"

She raised an eyebrow, eyes cold and harsh. "I expected better from you."

“God. Sorry,” he mumbled sassily.

"Indeed I did," Lillian laughed, "Now I think Belle's a bit pissed at us…"

“Oops,” he chuckled. “Maybe if we hide in here we won’t get in trouble,”

She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Whatever. I really need to finish my English paper. I trust this won't happen again." She turned to Austin. "Do you think you'll be okay down here? You can always come back upstairs with me if you want." Her soft voice was so much different than the stressed, upset one she'd just used.

"I like this idea," Lillian nodded, "I am not in the mood to get told off."

Austin looked around until he saw a blue backpack in the corner. “Can I work upstairs with you?”

"I like this idea," Lillian nodded, "I am not in the mood to get told off."

“Heehee me neither ,”

Lillian giggled, "How long do you think it'll be? Till she cools off?"

"Of course. It'll be nice to have a little bit of company." She smiled gently. "I'll be upstairs, you come up when you're ready." She headed back up, rubbing her temples. This was giving her a migraine.

Lillian giggled, "How long do you think it'll be? Till she cools off?"

“Not too long, I’m sure,”

"Of course. It'll be nice to have a little bit of company." She smiled gently. "I'll be upstairs, you come up when you're ready." She headed back up, rubbing her temples. This was giving her a migraine.

He grabbed his backpack and ran upstairs to plop down next to her. He pulled out a sketch book and began drawing, he was a skilled artist but he didn’t show anyone.

"Well what shall we do until then?"

"Well what shall we do until then?"

“What do we do?” He grinned.

She once again picked up her pencil, twirled it, and started on her writing again.

Lillian grinned back, "You have an idea don't you?"

She once again picked up her pencil, twirled it, and started on her writing again.

He was sure not to bother her as he drew.

Lillian grinned back, "You have an idea don't you?"

He shook his head quickly. “What are you insinuating?”

She hummed lightly, her wrist starting to cramp up from writing so much but she chose to ignore it for now.

Lillian laughed, "Nothing! Whatever you are?"

She hummed lightly, her wrist starting to cramp up from writing so much but she chose to ignore it for now.

Austin found himself peering over her hand to see what she was writing.

Her elegant cursive lined the page in an almost unreadable way. It's what she'd been taught, not like she could help it.

His eyes pulled out small things about her writing, he found it beautiful and mesmerizing.

Lillian laughed, "Nothing! Whatever you are?"

“What,” he laughed confusedly. “Nevermind. I think she’s gone,”

She bit her lip in concentration, the flowing script never ceasing. She wasn't sure why she found her cursive so much better than her printing but it's what she'd been raised to write with.