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[onefellswoop]

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[honeystuff]

I haven't had the honey ones! But it's okay; there are plenty of other honey-to-mouth delivery systems.

Do you think maybe the "twins" are kind of...enjoying the attention? You and Sen getting all spun up about them? Maybe you could try ignoring them. Go out with Sen on a date and have a nice time or something. Somewhere NOT Null Set?

You don't have to call him 'Daddy', by the way. I don't expect that. I'd rather you didn't, even. But [...] I figure if I'm marrying him and I love how we are together, I'm going to stop NOT calling him Daddy. I'm tired of it feeling [...] like we're doing something gross that we have to hide from people?

My family, really. I'm tired of all of us dancing around it and me feeling like it's the bad kind of dirty. I don't get to be myself with them, but then I got to thinking that they haven't been around enough to dictate what I call the person who HAS been around.

Like you. You've been around. I call you Twix Mx. because that's who you are to me. I don't call you Mx. Renault just because other people are around.

I love him so much, Twix Mx. More than the world. More than breathing. I'd do anything for him just to make him smile.

He can be Darius for everyone else.

He's my Daddy.

[withoutrhetoric]

Well you see now you are nearly going to bring me to tears.

You are absolutely, this is to say you are the both of you whole-heartedly wreathed within affections, a thrall one for the other. Words I speak, no, type, with all my admiration and with attestations that this is the best of ways to be, for what is life itself without a bit of utmost adoration?

You love him. He loves you. Ah, this much is plain and not a court on life would nay-say its evidence! Well, he may be your Daddy, I am certain he us, and I am I confess relieved to know there is no ill in myself keeping with 'Darius'!

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Well, now I have caused my mascara to run. This is not so sorrie a state, as anyway I am not going to leave this apartment not even to see downstairs, and anyway I do not cry very often at all (please do not let this secret out!!) and now I have shown Senan your message and I hope you may forgive me, but you see, you see, it is beautiful.

You with Darius is beautiful, and Sen is beautiful, and Sen with I is beautiful, and howEVER the persistence of Jaeger's sisters is not beautiful. Oh I shall take Sen out to a date sometime and many times, that is a wondrous idea, and yes it is a good idea also to think the 't w i n s' might thrive upon attention but the trouble is they thrive apart from it, as well!

They are like weeds, somewhat. Always they persist and persist and you see weeds can be nice to look at weeds can be green when all the city's streets are grey but weeds do not trouble my Senan with pursuit!

...Oh, perhaps the salient point here is that weeds cannot run. Perhaps I should put lead in 'twin'-shoes, and that might help.

Now I have a plan! Thank you!