O.M.D.
Oh. Mon. Dieu.
Okay.
So.
I'm typing in bed, and England is with me. :D
As you can probably, surmise, we stopped fighting. And had amazing make-up sex. Oui. It was good.
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Sorry. England didn't appreciate my last comments. He doesn't like having our personal life out on the internet for everyone to see. I do, though. He is worth bragging about.
Well, he called me. After the last entry. And we talked. We talked for hours on the phone, actually, until he ran out of minutes. So...we made up. And he came over. I made us dinner, and we cuddled (:D) and watched movies together, and of course had make-up sex.
And so...I talked to mon prime minister (mon boss)...
And he said that I could talk it over with England's boss...
And I can propose.
As soon as England knows, I'll tell you.
Oh, mon dieu. Je'taime, L'Angleterre.
~Francis
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