08-01-2010, 05:47 AM
Deckle quirked a brow, hoping she hadn't upset them. Why on earth were they pouting? Had she said something wrong? In any case, Samara rushed to the cabinets and microwave,, ready to make the popcorn for everyone when Devin made her begin turning 3 shades of red. "Y-y-yessir.." squeeked the female, snatching the bags of popcorn and tearing off the blastic, popping them in the microwave.
Tatiana had by now taken out her camera, snapping candid shots of the males as they goofed off, laughing as the two boys clung to their buddy, his expresiion an amusing one.
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