 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Hoot Holidays
“AMY!?” Sammy shouted from the bathroom as the cacophonous hoots emmited from the living room “are you okay down there?”
No answer. Sammy bolted down the stairs of Amy’s house, wearing her pajamas, still with her toothbrush in her mouth to check Amy hadn’t been choking. No. Instead she found the short brunette rolling around on the sofa, crying and pointing at the telly
“Amy are you okay?”
“Nathan...he just..bear...shark” Amy said breathlessly, laughing away. Sammy turned to face the screen. And Amy burst into shrieks of laughter again.
"Should have guessed" Sammy said, shrugging, walking out "Misfits. Again". |