"It was a wonderful chat."
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"Ooookay, will you please just stop?"
Angelique's weary voice was heard not long after the couple landed on a heap of hay with a soft thud.
"What's with flaunting your love for everyone to see? We are slowly getting blind here."
Grinning from ear to ear, Maximillian and Julian helped each other out of the landing box and slid to the ground.
"I can't believe it," Annabelle shook with his head. "Angelique shot me! She shot her own father!"
Angelique laughed like a maniac.
"You were not careful, Father. Besides, what were you doing, walking around with Mother? Weren't you aware that you were in two different teams?"
"Yeah, right," Annabelle removed her helmet and put it aside with a sour face. "Like I would hit my wife."
A round of laughter followed.
