Out of nowhere, a girl races into the room, throwing herself onto the couch with a huge grin -- it's not certain who she was running from or after, but really. She's a Pendergast. What is this common sense you speak of
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*sticks her tongue out at him playfully* I could too. For instance, want to hear exactly how your dear cousin Tristan was conceived? *pauses thoughtfully* Or I could tell you about my latest conquest. Or both, because really, it's always wonderful to hear about your relatives' sexual escapades, isn't it?
Yes, but I figure that sometimes I'll meet a person and like them at first but then hate them later. It's always good to be specific. *smiles* And sure, I'd love some.
*considers this for a moment* Grapefruits are more obviously dangerous, you know? Like when you try to eat them and the juice squirts you in the eye instead. That stings.
You usually don't eat oranges with a spoon, though. *pauses* Well, I'm not sure about you, specifically, but the general populace doesn't usually. And spoons give the proper trajectory for-- *makes a vague hand motion* --you know.
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