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Cameron stretched and yawned. “I… I should probably get some clothes on.”
Cameron stretched and yawned. “I… I should probably get some clothes on.”
“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea,” Lilah agreed with a small smile. “Clothes are usually a good thing to have on.”
Cameron frowned a bit. “Yeah. I guess.” He stood up, keeping grip on the towel in case it fell.
“I mean, as long as you put pants on you should be fine, right?” Lilah said with a shrug, her eyes trailing him as he stood.
Cameron glanced over his shoulder, grinning. “You have something for my chest?”
Lilah blushed and looked away. “I’m your wife. I can look at you if I want to…”
Cameron chuckled and took out a pair of sweatpants for himself. “Okay. I’ll wear just pants.”
“Do whatever you want, babe…” Lilah mumbled, her cheeks still bright red.
Cameron smiled warmly at her and trotted into the bathroom to change. He brushed his teeth while he was at it and went back out.
“Did they say when the food would be here?” Lilah asked as she smiled up at him.
Cameron stretched and sat down, yawning. “Uuuhhh… twenty minutes?”
“Hm, okay. What should we do while we wait?” Lilah asked, leaning against him.
Cameron wrapped his arms around her. “Dunno. What do you wanna do?”
“I don’t know either. That’s why I asked you,” Lilah giggled, kissing his cheek lightly.
Cameron glanced down at her. “Right, well I don’t know.”
“We could just lay here and talk, I guess,” Lilah suggested with a shrug.
Cameron flopped down on the bed and exhaled slowly, shutting his eyes. “Talking sounds nice.”
(He was already on the bed. Lol.)
"What should we do tomorrow? Go sightseeing?" Lilah asked, snuggling closer to him.
(He laid down, lol)
Cameron wrapped his arms around her. “Yeah. Sightseeing sounds good.”
(…Writing can be confusing…)
“The Eiffel Tower, maybe?” Lilah suggested, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.
(It can be)
Cameron nodded happily, kissing her back. “That sounds good.”
“Oh, have you heard about that bridge where couples put locks on it? It symbolizes love or something,” Lilah remembered.
Cameron looked down at her. “It does? I’ve never heard of that.” He looked thoughtful. “We don’t have a lock, though.”
“We could buy one,” Lilah suggested with a shrug.
(Someone just turned Christmas music on downstairs…)
(kill them)
Cameron nodded. “That’s… logical.” He stiffled a laugh.
(I think it was my stepdad…)
“What?” Lilah asked, looking up at him in confusion when she heard the tone of his voice.
(Even better)
Cameron shook his head. “Nothing.” He had just sounded like those fancy British princes that Cameron hated with an absolute passion.
(Lol.)
"All right… So, do you want to go there, then?" Lilah asked.
Cameron nodded and yawned. “That sounds fun.”
“Cool. All right, then,” Lilah hummed as she cuddled closer to him.
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