after borderline begging Mary to at least teach you a little bit of French between your matches, she eventually caved. with a gentle wave of her hand, a smile on her pretty lips too.

of course, it’s only because it’s you that she relented. you have a very special place in her heart; and not because the two of you are hunters.

“would you like to learn simple words? or sayings?” a pause, her smile widens with her accented voice.

“or maybe you have something in mind.”