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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 were a few and far in between yet luna cherished them, when francesca was in school and she wasn't working it'd be just peaceful enough for her to clear her mind, with a steaming cup of tea next to her — she had the sketch book on her lap and gently adds more details to the unfinished sketch of the two children playing together, it was a mere thought in her mind that accumulated to this.
the two children represented her and jordan — yet another moment she fondly remembers of their time together, playing together outside while their mothers spent their time chatting and making comments about how cute they'd be together in the future, ironic ... she chuckles softly just as her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing, confused by the unknown visitor coming in, she places the open sketchbook on the coffee table and stands up to walk towards the front door.
through the peephole she was able to make out jordan standing on the other side holding a bag in one hand and a bouquet of yellow roses; she twists the knob to open the door. " hi " she says with a soft smile.
" hey, these are for you " jordan smiles then hands her the bouquet.
" thank you " luna smells the roses, " what's in the bag? "
" mini cakes, i picked out a few for us to taste from the café nearby " jordan responds.
" aww, that's very sweet " luna tilts her head with a bright smile, " i'm going to get an empty vase for these, and make you some tea so make yourself at home "
jordan nods, he hands her the bag and watches her from where he stood since the kitchen was open, " so, did you get some sleep? " he asks as he sat down on the couch.
" yeah, thank god! it's much peaceful once you send off your daughter to school " luna jokes, pouring the hot water in the mug, she lets the teabag sit in for a brief moment, before throwing it off, she puts the mini cakes on a plate then walks into the living room. " here we are " she hands him the mug and puts the plate down on the coffee table.
" what's this? " jordan gestures to the open sketchbook.
" my sketchbook! " luna giggles.
" no " jordan chuckles, " i mean the drawing "
" oh " luna smiles, " pay close attention and you'll realize who it is "
jordan grabs the sketchbook, flipping through the pages and inspecting each drawing and once he got to the most recent page he was originally on, he looks up at her. " you were drawing all of them, just from your head " he says, in awe of her ability.
