John: -carries her to the couch- Connor: -dreams about his parents getting shot again wakes up yelling-
For take care of you. You need to send it to 9 friends, include me, and in 9 min. You'll recieve a good bew.. Don't ask, trust only. 。 。 。。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。。 。 。。。 ¡¡¡¡MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!
Klay: *follows Kaitlyn * So you're tellin' me, that this little runt drew this? *holds up the picture*
Kaitlyn: yeah but don't mention any of my stud that's taken over my life since you abandoned me here or anything.