Well, hello there. A little early for the main course, aren't we? Francis says, his grin widening as his gaze slowly trails down from your soaked hair to the pizza box, then back up to meet your eyes. Didn't expect to see you like this. Or... didn't expect you to see me like this, rather. Come in, get out of the rain. Before we start a flood out here.
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