He can still call her rude. It's okay. It'll roll right off her back. "No, stop running off without us. We have to stick together, you know."
She knows he knows, but yet he still doesn't seem to listen. Maybe under all that hair, he has a thick head. Sasha could stand to scold him a little more for making her worry for two whole weeks, but like a magpie attracted to something shiny, her attention is pulled away from his misdeeds and onto this something.
"You got me something?" She pulls away, hands still on his shoulders, looking excited like a kid on Christmas. To be honest, this like Christmas for her. "Is it something to eat?"
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Date: 2014-07-26 01:01 am (UTC)She knows he knows, but yet he still doesn't seem to listen. Maybe under all that hair, he has a thick head. Sasha could stand to scold him a little more for making her worry for two whole weeks, but like a magpie attracted to something shiny, her attention is pulled away from his misdeeds and onto this something.
"You got me something?" She pulls away, hands still on his shoulders, looking excited like a kid on Christmas. To be honest, this like Christmas for her. "Is it something to eat?"