Gardez-vous des faux prophètes.

I’ll be outtie until the end of the month as I ran over my internet. Forgot to post it here, ah ha

[like he said, it didn’t take too long to get there. And once there, he knocks on her door and waits. Now that he has a second to think about it, this house is too big for her. She must be suffering with so much space. Probably 90% of things are unpacked]

[Well this house does come equipped with a full staff of maids and groundskeepers so she’s not really alone. The woman who answers the door to let him in most definitely isn’t Aurelie as she’s barely over 4′10 and stumbles over her french.]

“Why? What is the point of feeding them with the sweet lies and alter the reality? I prefer to be straightforward, to the point. ” He flipped another page of the book, pressing his thumb in the middle to not lose the page. “It is not my problem on how the choose to take it, they can use my words and fix their mistakes or do nothing, be pissed off and continue to make same mistakes. I don’t care what they do after.”

      [It was a perfect choice really. Can’t go wrong with humorous dick shaped things, right?]

      Oh, I understand. [A heavy sigh, as if he was pained recently from that very thing, staying at home too often.] I was actually working on planning a vacation soon, myself. probably nothing long, but… Nothing has been decided for where too yet, though. [He’s pleased when the coffee is suddenly in his hands, enjoying the warmth for a moment– Ah, who could really be okay with a long term partner leaving them like that? She seemed like she was fine, yes. And she probably could have fooled anyone, but it just seemed… Strange to be fine with it. At least for someone like Francis who was so adoring with the subject of love and partners and romance.] Mmm, how sad. I missed you, as awful as you can be. You make for good company for a lonely man like myself. [He waits for a moment before taking a small taste of the coffee, the heat is absolutely perfect.] Ah, yes. Well… That is a loss on his part. You are delightful. And he needs to know that— if it is time away, do you think he will try to get you back, though…? When his time away is done, at least.

      You should come and stay with me in Bordeaux for a time. I mean a vacation at home is still a vacation, hmm? Besides; the pool’s all arranged for the summer and all of the maids are back in work since I’ve moved back in. [Can you hear the loneliness in her voice? She can, and it makes her feel a little bit sick about it. Her grin even falters for a moment as she notices it. Yes, she certainly has spent a lot of time alone in the past year.] As ridiculous as it sounds I missed you as well and seeing you would be a delight. [Of course when the man who was in love with you leaves out of the blue and then returns it’s a little difficult to mask how much you want to go back to him. So she just takes a long drink from her cup to mask the small frown that made it’s way onto her delicate features before trying to explain her situation in a non concerning manner.] He’s trying to get back. Or at least back in my life. I’m a little weak for those situations though and my track record isn’t the best. I know I shouldn’t, really, but it’s definitely a hard decision. I don’t know how people do it.

Ah, of course, that will work. Then I’ll let you know when I’m on my way tomorrow.

      Great, then it’s a date. Well not a date but a set arrangement.