ThugWorkout wrote:
chris shrugged. "you should bring him over some time, i'm sure me and him could get along." he grinned slightly, shrugging. he loved kids, he had always wanted a family of his own when he was older. "he can come and play football with me, or I can show him my drum kit, whichever he likes." he grinned and shrugged, then slid her art book back to her. "I like your work, I think it's pretty."
felicity sighed when he did, rolling her neck slightly and stretching her arms out. she looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "i'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" she shrugged and crossed her legs at her ankles, and looked back down at her art book. she ripped several pieces of paper out and screwed them up, throwing them on the floor. "ARGH." she yelled, frustrated at herself.