Currently Untitled Lams Fanfic TvT (I need a title pls help)

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I whined as I felt the weight of two people on me, one much lighter than the other. I groaned and opened my eyes to see just who I expected. Frances and Peggy.

"It's Christmas, you chicken nugget, get up!" Peggy whined. I chuckled as she pulled the covers off of me, Frances jumping on the bed to make sure I was awake. I rolled out of bed and picked Frances up.

I carried Frances down the stairs, Peggy following close behind. When I got down, I saw that I wasn't the first one those two woke up, Eliza and Angelica were already up and sitting in the kitchen. 

"Santa came," Angelica told Frances, who'd been worried that Santa wouldn't know she wasn't at home. Frances's face lit up and she ran to the tree. I followed her with my phone already out. I wasn't gonna go another Christmas without at least one picture of my baby girl opening presents in her pajamas.

She was already tearing into wrapping paper when I got over there. I sighed softly as  she unwrapped a wooden dollhouse, it looked newly handmade. I assumed Peggy got her dad to make it, he's good with that stuff and Peggy is extra.

I managed to get a few pictures, but they weren't very good. I'm an artist, not a photographer. After Frances got all her presents open, I sat down to open what Peggy and her sisters got me. I got a big box of art supplies and a new sketchbook from Angelica, Eliza got me a drawing tablet and a really cute phone case with a bird on it. And, of course, Peggy got me a colorful array of Christmas sweaters with quotes from Elf on them, some t-shirts I'd never be able to wear in front of Frances, chocolate because she knows that's all I really wanted, cute fluffy socks, sweatpants, and the comfiest slippers I've ever worn.

I chuckled and hugged Peggy, who was still in a onesie. Her hair was even messier than it was most mornings. I handed her what I got for her. She opened them quickly, one box had nail polish and two necklaces. One said 'My unbiological sister' and the other one... "St... king... ends.." She read before realized it was half a heart. I pulled the matching one out of my pocket and put the two halves together to have it say 'best fucking friends', the other one was chocolate, a cute cup I found, and like 10 hoodies.

"I need to go get some coffee," I said, standing up. I left to go change into a sweater and sweatpants, before walking out with Frances. We walked to the coffee shop, and there's that fucking guy again. And because Frances is a kid, she runs up to him.

"My daddy's friend's sissy says you're her ex...boyfriend?" She said. I ran over and grabbed her arm. 

"Frances Eleanor Laurens!" I scolded, "Do not talk to strangers!"

"But Aunt Peggy knows him!" She protested. 

"I knew a Peggy," the man said, looking me right in the eyes. "Schuyler, right? You're a friend of hers?" He asked.

I nodded slightly, "Sorry about my daughter," I said, holding Frances close to me. "I see you have a kid of your own," I said, noticing the baby again. The man smiled and nodded.

"Philip's my little trouble-maker."

"Aww, but he looks so cute and sweet!" I cooed, smiling at the half-asleep baby.

"I could say the same thing about your little girl and yet here we are," the man said, shrugging, "Hey, weren't you the dude starting at me the other day?"

My face flushed completely at that, getting even more embarrassed because of it. "I-I'm sorry, I was spacing out and-"

"Hey, hey! It's okay! My name's Alexander, by the way," he said, cutting me off and probably preventing a mild panic attack, "Yours?"

"Uh- uhm... John... John Laurens."

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