INBOX ”Allô, mon amie! Je ne suis pas disponible pour le moment, mais laissez-moi un message et je vous rapellerai dès que possible! À bientôt!” CODING
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[Even if she's not into Gustave! Maelle has it on pretty good authority he's the best family.]
I can draft up adoption paperwork if you want. For us to sign, not you.
[Sciel can be adopted.]
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[She sets the scissors aside for a moment to wrap her arms around Maelle's neck and hug her from behind.]
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Good. If you forget, I'll have to go the paperwork route. I'd rather not have to do all that thinking.
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[She presses a firm kiss to the top of Maelle’s head and squeezes her so, so tight.]
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[What a way to go, lovingly crushed in a hug. Maelle laughs.]
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[Please, being kept forever is heaven. It's all she wants.]
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[They’d shared Sophie for a long time, after all.]
Now! How short are we cutting your fringe, again? Did we decide?
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[She holds up her index fingers to her cheekbones.]
Do you think that will look okay? Or no?
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[Partly because it is almost the same as she’s worn for ages, but an easy fix, no doubt.]
Plus you’ll be able to style it different ways, at that length.
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[She may play around with fashion a little more here, dabble in make up thanks to Sophie, but hair is still beyond her.]
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[Says the woman who usually starts the day with a decently arranged bun and ends it with her hair practically loose.]
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[Concentrated weight and all that.]
Sophie curled my hair but I can't imagine sitting down and doing that every day.
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[She runs her fingers through Maelle’s hair and sections it into two. She’ll pull the rest back first, and then tackle the bangs.]
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[Because she lacks the patience to section her hair neatly. Maybe that's the real problem here.]
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[It’s hard to see the back of your own head, anyway. Sciel starts braiding, starting right from the top, gathering more hair in gradually.]
It takes so much practice, it took me forever to learn how to braid my own hair.
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[Maelle stays as still as she can even if she wants a drink of her soda. Patience!]
Emma, too. They took better care of my hair than I did. I at least make sure to brush it out, now.
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Well, you may be all grown up, but who doesn’t love an opportunity to baby you?
[She works her way down to the nape of the neck.]
Both of them have such curly hair, they were meant to be your guardians.
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[Maelle doesn't sound upset about it at all. Things she used to scoff at she embraces now--fussing with her hair, house rules, chores.]
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[She ties off the one braid.]
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[Dancing is probably better for his back!]
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That’s because he doesn’t stretch enough. But you’re right, I should. It’s funny, dancing here though. Just two people and music. It’d be better if we could convince more people to come.
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[... and Verso, who would certainly like to dance, but Maelle knows better than to suggest that.]
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And maybe I can make them dance together.
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Sounds like a diabolical plan, Sciel.
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