Hymenaios: I love you, ma fleur.
Aurora: Je t’aime, doofus.
Hymenaios: Nice effort on the French.
Aurora: I try my hardest.
Hymenaios: I love you, ma fleur.
Aurora: Je t’aime, doofus.
Hymenaios: Nice effort on the French.
Aurora: I try my hardest.
Aurora: Aww, that’s really sweet of you!
Hymenaios: I try my hardest. Just don’t worry about it, ok? You’re ready when you’re ready.
Hymenaios: Aurora. We’ve only been dating for two months. I don’t want you to feel like we’re rushing anything. If you still aren’t ready for us to share the bed, we don’t have to.
Aurora: And I’m doing it just because I’m not comfortable yet. And I feel really bad.
Hymenaios: It is not a big deal, ma fleur. I don’t mind.
Aurora: But I do!
Aurora: Well, we have this perfectly good double bed and I’m making you sleep on the floor.
Aurora: So, uh, I feel really bad about making you sleep in a sleeping bag.
Hymenaios: Hmm? Why?
Aurora: Ugh, how long was I asleep?
Hymenaios: Couple of hours. You think you are ready to come downstairs?
Aurora: Actually… I wanted to talk to you about something.
Hymenaios: Eh, ok. Let us sit down.
Hymenaios: Wake up, ma fleur. The party is soon.