#ribbonnlace

[ericbrandonrp]

Text: I suppose you'll have to try to convince me of that later tonight. Text: You're always curious. Text: Don't worry love, you'll love this or these. Text: In that case get home soon. Text: I was trying to look at your good points. Text: Our son is screwed no matter what. My poor baby!

[text:] oh believe me I will[text:] why poor baby he has an awesome childhood with weird parents[text:] not some boring one like all the other kids[text:] I couldn’t have wished for a better one[text:] btw guess who’s standing in front of the door

[ericbrandonrp]

Text: If it's a topping than you can take it off. Then again pizza without cheese doesn't sound right. This making my point. It's an ingredient. Text: I wasn't planning on it. I can't break a promise to our son. Text: Most of the time it's good. Text: Hey, wait a minute! Are you say you would rather have him find himself in trouble all the time over accidents? Because you know how much trouble likes to find me.

[text:] it’s NOT an ingredient it’s a topping[text:] no then don’t break it I was just curious I don’t want to ruin the surprise[text:] are you kidding me? we both mean trouble all the time[text:] he got that from both you and me

[ericbrandonrp]

Text: Glad to see you've accepted my challenge. Text: That might be true but he's inherited our genes. Text: We do have a pretty good life. Text: In that case, you stand right there until I call out for you to enter. Once her last text was sent, Asher placed her phone on the kitchen table and called for their son. A few seconds later she helped her son hold a plate of brownies while standing in front of their door. "All right, Eric. Get your butt in here," she called out.

He stood close by the door, listening in to not miss Asher calling out for him. And she did - and it painted a broad grin onto his features. He pulled out his keys and opened the door, just taking one step inside before his gaze fell on their son holding up a plate with brownies.“My god, are those for me?” he asked before he crouched down in front of their son. His gaze shifted up to meet Asher’s. “Ye really didn’t have to do that...”

[ericbrandonrp]

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

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“Uh…” A smile began to curve his lips as he bashfully lowered his head. When he looked back up at Asher, the smile had turned into a full grin.“A boy. And ye named him ‘Junior’.”

[ericbrandonrp]

Text: Cheese is not a topping. It's a main ingredient. Text: He's asked me not to tell you but you'll love it. Text: That's if he doesn't take it all himself. He's so much like you.

[text:] of course it’s a topping[text:] the best in the world[text:] okay okay then don’t tell me[text:] is that good or bad? I’d rather have him be like you - less prone for accidents and the like

[ericbrandonrp]

Text: Please come home soon. Someone has a surprise for you and we ordered a cheese pizza. Text: One of these days I'm going to get a pizza with more than cheese on it. It's my dream! Text: Love you! (Hope this is all right. I couldn't help myself.)

[text:] cheese is the best pizza topping[text:] and what kind of surprise are we talking about?[text:] ill be home in 15

[ericbrandonrp]

"I can't keep pretending that I don't care." (Because I have to stay at #1 hehe)

“Why not?” His voice was quiet, nothing more but a rasp as he turned to look at Asher. “You successfully managed to do so years ago. Why not now?”

[ericbrandonrp]

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Giving them shelter had its disadvantages - for example, he couldn’t just walk around half-naked anymore without giving the kid a shock for life. And still the thief didn’t let them take the drinking away from him. “What’re ye lookin’ at?” he asked the boy before his attention turned to Asher. “Never seen a drunk man, ‘as he?”