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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Mar 2, 2012 1:59:49 GMT -5
He stood there quietly for a minute, he felt like a child, and perhaps in so many ways he still was one. A very spoiled, flirtatious and bossy child. And now being scolded like one, perhaps for the first time since his mother passed away made him act like one.
"Just being in the same room as you is trouble." He didn't say it with malice but rather, with a childish pout. He then shook his head out of this new act. "Let's just finish this," he added quickly and sighed to himself, maybe this was a sign that he should go visit his mother's grave.
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Post by arthur on Mar 5, 2012 15:48:25 GMT -5
Arthur let out a long sigh and nodded, turning to let Francis finish. "Carry on, then." He murmured, his normal slightly irritated tone gone, replaced with one of bland acceptance. He dully glanced back at the Frenchman, waiting for him.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Mar 5, 2012 21:12:24 GMT -5
Francis continued taking the measurements, he finished it up quickly and took a mental note of everything. But there was something else on his mind. that made remembering the size changes a bit more complicated he grabbed his always on hand notebook and wrote down everything he needed. "I'm done now, you can put your shirt back on."
The young man turned away from his business partner. The Frenchman always thought dressing yourself in front of someone else was more intimate than undressing or being stark naked.
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Post by arthur on Mar 5, 2012 22:41:25 GMT -5
Arthur nodded quietly, stooping to pick up his shirt. He slid it on, buttoning the white dress shirt back up. "I . . . didn't mean to get testy with you." He quietly commented, stubbornly staring at his buttons as he fixed it. After a second, green eyes flicked over to the other man, as Arthur wondered how Francis took the weak apology.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Mar 5, 2012 22:54:28 GMT -5
Francis didn't turn around after he heard Arthur's sorta of apology. The frenchman swallowed the lump in his throat. If anyone should apologize it was obviously Francis and his big mouth, he held his tongue for a moment and then peeked a look back at the other.Catching the green eyes, he returned to his original position. Feeling embarrassed.
"Non...Je- I...I shouldn't have commented on it. I over-stepped my boundaries..."
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Post by arthur on Mar 5, 2012 22:57:27 GMT -5
Arthur hesitated a moment before reaching over and giving Francis' shoulder a quick pat. After a moment, he cleared his throat. "I'll be going then. Bill me the cost of the new shirt, and I'll be in in a week to set up a new suit. The old one tore." He gave a nod and slipped out, awkward.
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