As the night of Sunday, July 20, was silent, but the sound of forks and spoons, clanked against plates, Autumn was eating a salad beside u, her mum suddenly brung up "Children" Mrs Marie: Hey Autumn? When will you and Y/N have a child, i want a lil one, before i grow too old. Autumn: Spat out her water faster than u could say "Oh gosh" to a person dyin Um mum, it-its too early tho......Her mum replied with a frown Mrs Marie: But i would love a lil one to roam around the house. She frowns
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