Dec 16, 2016
“Come on Freddie--” he murmured, swaying ever so slightly as he soothed the infant. He had just gotten George and Perce down and he was one away from collapsing on the couch. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he took note of the yawn -- almost there. Slipping through the apartment with ease, he stopped in his tracks at the sound of the knock. A frown at his lips -- Fabian wouldn’t be back till late, he had the boys tonight -- he wasn’t expecting company.
A smile toyed at his lips as he took note of his late night visitor, “hey--” he murmured, propping the door further to allow her to slip in.
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