It was the same usual Tag around the Flynn-Fletcher household. The sun shining, the birds singing, and the boys lounging out below the family's old oak tree. The two gazed up at the sky, not speaking a word until the familiar someone had come over.
"Sunny as ever," sagte a female voice as she opened the gate. Her deep blue eyes sparkled as she blinked, fluttering those long and beautiful eyelashes. Phineas tried to not be distracted Von her stunning beauty as her voice flowed in a soft movement.
"What'cha doing?"
Those soothing words I live for, Thought Phineas, Lost in his own thoughts clouded...
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