Good evening! Sorry it's a super late update from me. Just to warn you, tomorrow's update with be VERY SHORT. I'm going to see a band live tomorrow night, and it's a two hour drive (ish), so I won't have time to really write tomorrow. I'll make it up to you on Friday. Or Saturday.
Sarah, xx
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"What do you think about sky banners?"
"Sky, what?"
"You know, planes that fly and they have banners with messages on the back."
"Oh, those. Um, not a fan. Why?"
"No reason."
[Call ended.]
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"What's your opinion on hiding things in food?"
"Hiding things in food?"
"Yeah, things such as metals."
"Metals? Is this like the old wives thing of hiding a penny in the Christmas Pudding and whoever finds it is lucky?"
"... That explanation works."
"What if you choke on it, though?"
"No to the metal in the food?"
"No."
"Ok."
[Call ended.]
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"Ok. Two words. Flash mob. Thoughts?"
"Cool, but not for me."
"Hm... ok."
[Call ended.]
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"What are you like with heights?"
"Depends. How high are we talking about?"
"About a thousand feet."
"A thousand feet up in the sky?"
"Yes."
"I feel a little sick just thinking about it, to be honest. Unless we're on a plane. Are we on a plane?"
"No, no plane."
"Then, no."
"No to the hot air balloon."
"What are you up-"
[Call ended.]
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"What do you-"
"What are you up to?"
"Me? Nothing."
"Liar. What are you doing?"
"Nothing!"
"Daniel-"
"The Eiffel Tower."
"..."
"..."
"What about it?"
"Do you like it?"
"Honestly?"
"Yes."
"Overrated."
"Really?"
"Yep. Why?"
"No reason."
[Call ended.]
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"Valentine's Day."
"..."
"Are you a fan?"
"No."
"Ok."
[Call ended.]
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"Do you get sea sick?"
"Yes."
"... You're not making this easy."
"It would help to know what you're planning."
"Mhm."
[Call ended.]
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"Are you a beach person?"
"No."
[Call ended.]
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"Christmas."
"Is in December."
"Yeah, you're right. That's too far away."
[Call ended.]
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"What about the Royal Botanical Gardens at Kew?"
"..."
"Never mind. I momentarily forgot about your allergy."
[Call ended.]
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"So-"
"No."
"But I never got to ask you anything."
"I know."
"But-"
"I don't care how you propose, Daniel. Just as long as it's not utterly cliché."
"Ok."
"Good."
"Mhm."
"Is that all?"
"..."
"..."
"What about under the sea?"
"Good bye, Daniel!"
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A/N
Oh, Daniel. What are we to do with you?
Any suggestions on how Daniel should propose?
(Even though Sophie's technically already done the proposing.)
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