“Isaac, wouldn't it be nice if you would set up the table for me?”
“Nope, sorry, mum. I've got to finish something.”
“Okay...Sonya, honey? Can you please get off the phone? The Parks will be arriving soon. Help me set the table.”
“...Mum's asking for me. Okay, I'll call you later. Yeah. Love you. Bye!”
“Who was that? Your boyfriend?”
“Nah, mum. That was Harriet.”
“Mum! Do we have any giftwrapper left?”
“Please don't run in the house, dear,”
“Er, sorry?”
“There's some left in my drawer, Newt.”
“Okay, thanks sis.”
“My, my. Last minute gift-wrapping? It's almost like we're not leaving for Coldorado tomorrow.”
“It's for a very special friend of his, mum.”
“Oh, how sweet. By the way, Sonya, have you seem my knitting supplies?”
“...Nope. Don't think so.”
“I seem to have misplaced it...”
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YOURS SINCERELY • newtmas au
FanfictionThomas is writing letters to Newt, who seems to be the other side of the coin he's stuck to. ( tmr highschool au feat. newtmas with a dash of bromantic minewt )
