#freddieparrish

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Freddie: Home? But...our home was-

Lydia: I found us somewhere new. Somewhere safe and out of the way. So...what do you say?

Freddie: I’ve missed you so much, Mum!

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Freddie: What- wh...I can’t believe it. You...you’re here!

Lydia: I’m here! 

Iona: Your mother wanted to keep it a surprise.

Peter: Why are you here, exactly?

Iona: Peter. Don’t be rude.

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Peter: Well...that’s very sweet of you. You’re a good friend.

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Freddie: Listen...Peter...this was fun, but...but I want you to know that you...if you do want to talk about anything...I...you can talk to me.

Peter: Not really a talking person.

Freddie: ...I thought you’d say that. I just...the offer is there...if you ever want to. 

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They played tag in the park. 

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Peter: Come on. Let’s go out.

Freddie: Out? 

Peter: Yep. I cannot bring myself to sit here for another minute, and you’re my friend...so...

Freddie: Where are we going?

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Peter: ...he was mum’s and uncle Robbie’s triplet...

Freddie: ...I’m sorry...

Peter: Why are you sorry? You didn’t kill him. Wasn’t your fault.

Freddie: No, but...but you should be with your family, and I’m just...here. 

Peter: That’s not your fault either.