Jun 6, 2020
Nic collapsed face-first onto Tristan’s couch, still muttering curses, about Nate and his new boyfriend, about Jean-Claude, about Sophie, about how nothing in life was nice anymore and even setting a shop on fire hadn’t been as fun as he wanted it to be. All of it was in french, of course, and although Nic meant to switch to English when he finally pulled himself up a bit and turned to look at Tristan, all he could do was sigh and say,
“Why are siblings so difficult? This is terrible. Everything is terrible. Do you have ice-cream?” In French.
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