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LL30 = Liam Lawson (for those who dunno)
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I've got mixed feeling abt this one. It's just been sat in my drafts for a while but I feel like it's too far along for me to just leave it there. So here you go.
Lotte is 5
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Lotte was desperate to get a cat, and I don't mean like she would ask once every so often. No. It was ever other word out of her mouth.
"Mama?" She asked me as she waltzed into the kitchen after pausing the movie she was watching on the TV.
"Yeah baby?" I asked turning away from the vegetables I was cutting up.
"Can we get a kitty?" She smiled at me before fluttering her eyelashes.
"No." I said bluntly for what felt like the millionth time that day.
"Why not?" She whined. "Papa likes kitties!" She reminded me, using the exact same argument as always.
"Yes, I know papa likes kitties." I sighed out now turning around and continuing with what I was doing.
"So he wants a kitty too!" She told me, I let out a deep huff before turning back around to her.
"I'll tell you what," I began and her eyes lit up. "If you can convince papa to," I paused for a moment before thinking of a job or something I really didn't want to do. Then the perfect one popped onto my mind. "If you can convince papa to clean out his wardrobe and get rid of the clothes he doesn't wear. Then, and only then, we can get a kitty."
"Ok!" She nodded before running off to find Max. It wasn't that I didn't want to do the job it was that I couldn't convince him to throw out all his old clothes. So I doubt Lotte-
"I'll do it!" Max announced as he slid into the kitchen on his socks almost taking out one of the chairs by the table. I sighed again as Lotte walked over and tapped my side.
I turned to her and her silver-rimmed glasses resting on her nose before she spoke.
"Papa said he'd do it." She pointed out as if Max hadn't announced it already. I turned around to face my husband who was stood smiling at me.
"Not until he's actually done it." I said watching the smile drop from his face and morph into a frown.
"Fine." He said before walking off upstairs with Lotte following behind him.
I didn't see them again until we ate our dinner, and Lotte was telling me all about how Max had pulled out a top and a dead spider had also fallen out of the wardrobe when he did. She then went on to tell me he has a shirt that looked like it would have fit me, it had probably shrunk in the wash.
"Seems like you really want that kitty." I said to them both who nodded and continued to hoover up their food.
"I already know what to call it." Lotte smiled, Max and I looked at her and waited for her to continue. "Lando." She nodded. Max and I shook our heads and she frowned at us.
