Post by FREYJA DAMASCA on Apr 7, 2024 20:48:12 GMT
━ they set me on fire, and i did a lot of burning ━
FREYJA PROPPED HER FEET UP ON THE CHAIR diagonal to hers once she’d shovelled the last of what was on her plate into her mouth, and Bo was quiet (for once) as he sorted through what was on his own plate. The high chair was stuck next to hers, silicone plate suctioned firmly to it, but he’d abandoned his baby spoon in favour of picking up his lunch and putting it in his mouth with his fingers. She figured that if it was socially acceptable, that’s how Frank and Kit would eat, too.
“‘M gonna explode,” She mumbled, passing a hand over the giant orb practically sitting on her lap and huffing as she collapsed back into her chair. “Buuut… I’ve got more room for another cheesecake. Knew these’d be a good idea,” Freyja grinned as she leaned forward again, snatching one of the mini cheesecakes she’d brought from the store. They had strawberry preserves mixed into the top layer, a few little swirls that somehow made it taste so good. Or maybe it was the cheesecake itself. Either way, she wanted another one.
Freyja plucked up the heart-shaped dessert (she’d told Frank where to put them if he had anything to say about it━it wasn’t her fault they made them into hearts!) and bit off one arc, then hummed to herself as she leaned back again. Blissfully, Bo was too busy with his pieces of steak to notice.
“Can’t wait for this baby t’come out,” She said, then smiled sadly at Frank. “‘Cept our lunches won’t be so extravagant. S’gonna be a while ‘fore I’ll even have the sanity t’leave the house.” And Theo would be home with her for a while, so she wouldn’t need the extra help. Their lunch-slash-babysitting dates would have to be put on pause for a little while, but just that, Freyja hoped━just paused. Somehow, their secret friendship had never been found out, either, but it didn’t seem like a necessary thing to ‘announce.’ They got along better now, wasn’t that obvious at Sunday dinners? Freyja realized that Frank wasn’t all that bad, she just hadn’t gotten to know him well enough, and she’d forever blame Theo for that. Seriously, the first time she met Frank was at his funeral━they started off on the wrong foot. But now, they’d fixed that. And she wasn’t ready for this to end so soon.
“Don’t look’it me too long. I’m gonna start blubberin’.” She grumbled after a second and lifted her hand to her face, shielding her eyes and looking away. She laughed at herself, then dropped her hand after a second to take another bite of the cheesecake. “Promise me you’ll come over, huh? I dunno how I’m gonna do any work with two of ‘em runnin’ around,” Freyja sighed, “But I think Gabe wants me t’come back t’work. I told ya ‘bout when he visited after I got pregnant, right?” She had, but she paused for a second to let Frank jog his memory, “We threw ‘round the idea of a daycare in th’buildin’. But I dunno if I can even stand them bein’ on another floor,” Freyja huffed, reaching up with her free hand to brush the backs of her fingers down one side of Bo’s chubby face while he babbled on like he was part of the conversation.
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