Since You Guys are too Young to Go Clubbing.....
WHO: Kimmy, Remy and Ali
WHAT: Ali decides to corrupt the youth of Warsaw~
WHEN: Monday Evening~
WHERE: Kim and Remy's house~
RATING: I dont' even know! We're just kinda going with it.
With a six pack in one hand and phone on the other shoulder, leaving a message for KeKe not to worry that she was visiting some friends and not going to a club (well technically not but that wasn't the issue here), Ali slammed the door to her car with her foot, checking to see if she had the right address before giving KeKe her love and snapping the phone closed nodding to herself, assured that she'd found the right place.
Happy skipping up the driveway (earning her a few odd looks from innocent witnesses) she made her way to the door and shifted the pack into one hand carefully before ringing the doorbell, unaware she might be interrupting anything at all, just driven by the fact that this poor child had never been clubbing! Poor thing! What kind of life did she live? What did she do for fun?! Ali put it upon herself to fix that immediately. She'd promised a night of fun a little while ago, but forgot...whoops. Well these things happen.
After a moment of no answer she knocked before calling out, "Kimmy! It's not nice to keep visitors on the porch!"
WHAT: Ali decides to corrupt the youth of Warsaw~
WHEN: Monday Evening~
WHERE: Kim and Remy's house~
RATING: I dont' even know! We're just kinda going with it.
With a six pack in one hand and phone on the other shoulder, leaving a message for KeKe not to worry that she was visiting some friends and not going to a club (well technically not but that wasn't the issue here), Ali slammed the door to her car with her foot, checking to see if she had the right address before giving KeKe her love and snapping the phone closed nodding to herself, assured that she'd found the right place.
Happy skipping up the driveway (earning her a few odd looks from innocent witnesses) she made her way to the door and shifted the pack into one hand carefully before ringing the doorbell, unaware she might be interrupting anything at all, just driven by the fact that this poor child had never been clubbing! Poor thing! What kind of life did she live? What did she do for fun?! Ali put it upon herself to fix that immediately. She'd promised a night of fun a little while ago, but forgot...whoops. Well these things happen.
After a moment of no answer she knocked before calling out, "Kimmy! It's not nice to keep visitors on the porch!"