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[Text] She hadn’t settled on one yet, but she’d been spending a lot of time on Pinterest. I repeat, You’re Welcome. This goes against my base nature of chaos tu sais.

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[Text] Does it matter???

[text] Just curious.

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awaitthedawn:

[text] What colour.

[Text] Does it matter???

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awaitthedawn:

[text] Oh je vois I can break that oath at any time.

[text] Oui, I’m okay. I’ve been on the COVID side of the service d’urgence for two days so I am pretty stressed.

[text] Don’t tell Lucy. She really thinks I’m going to get it at some point so I’ve been telling her I’m in the non COVID departments.

[text] How are you?

[Text] Today I stopped Lucy from repainting the kitchen

[Text] You’re welcome

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awaitthedawn:

[text] Well God is involved so pretty binding overall.

[Text] I meant your hippocratic oath so you can come home

[Text] Are alright though, mon ami? Are you taking breaks??

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[text] How is married life mon ami?

[Text] I love my new wife deeply alors I Am Not Cut Out For This how binding is that oath you took exactly?

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[text] ferre keeps sending me pics of him in the covid gear and he KNOWS it freaks me out. Remind me what the appeal of him was?? L

[Text] When did you send this. Why did you send this. We exist in a handful of rooms together petite. I can see you as I’m typing this.

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Happy Barricade Day! – or not… 

I suppose you’ve already seen this coming. ;) Given how I’ve previously killed the rest of the Amis quite dead, it was only fair that these two got their own piece. [It would’ve gotten posted sooner, only I kept obsessively fixing “just one more thing”. Even now, my fingers still itch.] But hey, isn’t this ‘round about the time they buy the proverbial, ah, barricade, anyway? ;)

–dons running shoes just in case fleeing becomes necessary–

To close, I will quote Mme Bahorel from Abaisse again on the subject of Jehan: 

“Prouvaire was taken, but like hell he went without a fight if his dying words were the shout “Vive la France, vive l'avenir”.“

[Note: Panel 3 on page 3 is simply Invictus from a different angle - as laughingandlyric’s already figured out from that photo I posted of Major Winters. ;)]

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c'était l'amoureux de marbre de la liberté

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un homme qui se gardait bien de croire à quelque chose

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Vive l’avenir ! Jean Prouvaire

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awaitthedawn:

[text] Joly is as diseased as I am, I won’t be seeing any of you until December.

[Text] He’s picking them up at the door of your building, don’t worry. He’s bringing pastries from Cosette too.

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awaitthedawn:

[text] Fine.

[Unsent] putain how am I the one in trouble now

[Text] I’ll leave some out for Joly to pick up and bring you

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awaitthedawn:

[text] Cunningulus is not a substitute for a proper meal and you know that.

[Unsent] nice swerve

[Unsent] listen I don’t

[Text] Cupcakes for breakfast it is, merci

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awaitthedawn:

[text] Jehan don’t. I’m obviously not accusing you of stealing Lucy.

[Text] Je sais.

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awaitthedawn:

[text] No Lucy will literally go insane

[text] Just don’t look too attractive or flutter your eyelashes

[Unsent] are you fucking kidding m

[Text] Fine.

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awaitthedawn:

[text] She asked me who I would marry if I could and I said no one, and she said she would marry you. Right before we went to sleep.

[text] Well, right before SHE went to sleep.

[Unsent] what the FUCK combeferre

[Unsent] dieu that’s exactly what i need right now, merci

[Unsent] do you want me to leave

[Unsent] bon, another relationship I’m ruining THAT’S FANTASTIC

[Unsent] should I leave then?

[Unsent] merde

[Text] I’ll leave Callie with Lucy so she’s not lonesome.

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awaitthedawn:

[text] You know you’re her next choice. You know I’m in a vulnerable marital place right now.

[Text] Ferre, you’re married, there is no next choice, you are the only choice, stop insulting Lucy or she’ll fight you

[Text] Or stop cleaning the kitchen while you’re gone again