Oblivious
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"I made out with him." Eddie announced, "Platonically I must say before Cat starts freaking out again..." An exasperated gasp could be heard from the other end of the room as Caterine realised who he was directing that comment to.
Alex sat quietly on the opposite side of the table, listening to Eddie argue on and on with Cat.
"You can't make out platonically! Eddie there is nothing platonic about shoving your tongue down somebodies throat. I would know, I'm French." she insisted as she rolled her eyes.
Eddie frowned a lot, Alex often found it quite cute but he also knew that Eddie would often then say something ridiculous.
Alex was right of course.
"But Cat, me and Alex have make out platonically before." He objected, his face now plastered with a smug grin as Cat looked towards Alex with a bewildered expression.
"Eddie, we were very drunk." Alex assured, patting Caterine's shoulder. "you also threw up all over my carpet about fifteen seconds later." he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
Alexander Hart was an oblivious idiot at the best of times at least he knew making out was never a platonic act, unlike Edward Clifton who will probably insist otherwise for the rest of his life.
Unfortunately for Caterine Aubert she's often the only one with enough patience to put up with the two oblivious fools...
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