The Italian woman who was sitting on Arthur's lap, flipped a page from her book. A small yawn coming from her as she's listened to her relaxing Jazz music.
Arthur, Alfred, Nikolai, and Selma were all in the same room. They all were doing something different, as Nikolai was playing a game on his phone, Arthur was relaxed as he observed Luciana's book, Alfred was also playing a game on his Gameboy. And Selma? She was rummaging through Luciana's fridge, trying to find a snack.
The German woman sighed, closing the fridge and walking to the front door. ❝I'm going to the store to buy a snack,—❞ she was then cut off by Luciana, who slammed her book closed.
❝I'd like some Ice-cream—❞ Without another word, Alfred immediately stopped his gameboy, looking up with a goofy smile. ❝I'll come with! I'll go get it for you-❞ He was then interrupted by the Brit, who gently picked Luciana up from his lap and set her aside as he stood up. ❝No, I don't think that's necessary. I'll do it.❞
Nikolai, who paused his game and put his phone back in his pocket had already got up and stood next to the front door. ❝I'll do it.❞
The petite woman sighed as all of them walked to the front door.
❝Babe?❞ She said, looking at all of them. Which ended up with a whole chorus of the word 'yes'. Which also lead to them all staring at each other with a glare.
Luciana sweat dropped, waving it off. ❝Know what? Nevermind.❞
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⊱ The Beauty Of Words 2 ‖ S + MB ⊰
HumorAs the bell started to ring its deafening sound, a girl, merely looked up from her book. Her eyes glancing at the retreating students, glasses about to fall if it were not for her pushing the frames back in place. ━ Slamming the book as if something...
