Moan.

[x_husk]

I can't feel my feet. Or my arms. Or anything, really.

If anyone needs me, I will be begging a tub off of one of the professors, or, if that hasn't suceeded, in my room, sprawled out on the bed.

Ow.

(shopping is so not my thing)

Note to self: Kill Sam.

Comments

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

How would I know shopping was painful?!

I don't shop! I'm just the transportation!

You weren't here when I picked up shirts for all the kids, but...it was a disaster. ;)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

Well, maybe if you're super nice I might forgive whatever creative way you come up with for apologizing to me.

*grins*

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

How about a great big kiss? ;)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

But who'd want a kiss from you?

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

...

That wasn't very nice.

And you've wanted plenty in your time, missy! You forced me to kiss you goodnight from the moment you could talk until the day I left Kentucky. You silly goose. :p

[x-piotr.livejournal.com]

You two are so funny. :)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

*snuggles her Sammy*

Okay, okay. I'm sorry.

I love you and your kisses.

Truce?

[x-cannonball.livejournal.com]

Truce.

You know I love you, Gee. :)

*smooch*