Chapter three: frenchiest french fry

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  When they woke up I was already making the hanging over cure, My brother was first to approach the table and drink the mug in front of his chair, eventually everyone else did the same, well not me of course, Lafayette looked so tired and in pain. Poor child. "How's everyone feeling?" I ask smiling as I lean on the door frame to the kitchen. They all let out pain filled groans. I giggle and rubs their backs and then lean on my brother "hey, French fry, your a very romantic drunk you know that," I smirks and he others chuckle while Alexander rolls his eyes.
     "I apologize mon Cherie " he chuckles and then approaches me with a light embrace "can I go sleep in a room please I'm going to pass out" he adds softly. I laugh and lead him to my room and let him sleep on the skill bed sheets and fluffy pillows.

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