Isabella arrived earlier than expected the Sunday morning and neither were prepared for her early arrival and so the small little white Swan house was in absolute tatters and chaos. Charlie was throwing on his clothes as quickly as he possible could being careful not to trip and fall as he did so while Amélie was quickly cleaning the house as quickly but efficiently as possible in the short time she had.
Starting off in the living room and collecting up the plates that resided there from the pizza they had made a couple of nights ago, placing the plates on the already large stack in the kitchen before retuning to the living room to hoover the light wooden floor to suction up all the dirt and grim that was building up on the floor before moving over to hoover off all of the crumbs that were scattered an embedded on the couch. Once the living room was cleaned and set up in a proper manner such as the couch was straightened and the coffee table was clear and cleaned, it could have been used as mirror.
Moving to the kitchen where all of the dirty dishes were piling up from multiple delicious dinners they had shared together. Just as Amélie put on the rubber gloves to protect her hands from the disgusting food that was left on the plate as well as the hot water that was waiting in the sink to be ruined by the disgusting plates Charlie came rushing into the kitchen with a panicked look spread across his face.
"Non riesco a trovare le mie chiavi! (I can't find my keys!)" He panicked.
Amélie could only giggled and shake her head lightly. "Sono nelle tue mani, Charlie (Their in your hand Charlie)"
He looked down to his left hand to where the keys resided and he could only let out a relieved sigh. Making his way over to Amélie he laid a soft kiss to her head of hair. "Grazie Red..cosa farei senza di te? (Thank you Red..what would I do without you?)"
Amélie giggled once again. "Probabilmente dimentica di aver raccolto tua figlia oggi (Probably forget you are collecting your daughter today)"
Charlie's eyes widened before making his way to the front door of Swan home. "A presto Rossi! Porterò Isabella a casa! (I will see you soon Red! I will bring Isabella home!)" And with that Charlie shut the front door.
Amélie could only grin and whisper a small. "I can't wait!"
She continued on cleaning the small home. After finishing the dishes she then hoovered the kitchen, collected all the dropped food bits and crumbs once again, after the hoover she also took a mop to the floor, just for an extra cleaning measure. Moving away from the downstairs areas she took the hoover upstairs after hoovering each individual step, clearing all the stones that had collected around those areas. Dragging the hoover up all the house steps was a workout but she made it. First hoovering up and down the hall and then into her own bedroom - which was definitely clean as she was a very clean person - before then moving to the bathroom, hoovering the floor there. She couldn't bare do Charlie's room as the moment be entered again it would turn into an absolute mess again, without delay. When she was done with her hoovering all together, she moved to clearing some products off of the bathroom shelves as now three people would be sharing it.
Amélie sighed slightly as she leaned against one of the chairs into the kitchen. "Finalement fait (Finally done)". Looking up at the hanging clock in the kitchen. Noticing an hour and a half had passed, her eyebrows furrowed concerned that something had happened, that was until she heard the familiar sound of the Police cruiser pull up into the driveway, Amélie smiled grew until it finally fell realising she was still in her black cat pajamas. She paled slightly. "Oh non (Oh no)"
Rushing up the stairs and into her bedroom like she did the day before she shut her bedroom door with a loud slam, accidentally. Amélie cringed at the sound but she quickly pushed that thought aside as she reached her closet for something to wear. Picking a sweet black and purple plaid dress that hugged her figure and underneath she wore a white crop top as the top of the dress was to dare to wear it as it is suppose to be worn. Pairing the cute dress with a purple bow and a few simple necklaces and Benedict's ring that he had gifted her what seemed like an eternity ago as well as her black converse - that looked to be in presteen condition as she never normally wore black.
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Lacuna ¹
Fiksi PenggemarLacuna (n) a blank space, a missing part. For 9 centuries, he has been looking for his love, his darling, his one and only, his mate. Everyone around him seemed to have found their beloved except for him. It pained him to no end, to see the people h...