Kitsue: the local pond. For the fish. Josh: ya. Fish helps give me these lovely locks James: shut up.
Torrance: *stands and mutters* I hate life. *walks back to the bed* Sighla: thanks. *looks at the guy and batts my eyelashes then flaunts out* Kitsue: ya sure. Boys: ya.
Sighla; *smiles setting my hand in his* sighla. Torrance: *sighs still muttering* why me? *climbs into the bed my head resting in the pillow my eyes open*