(Sort of) Play Fighting
Jun 11, 2014 0:35:59 GMT -5
Post by Rhea Hartman on Jun 11, 2014 0:35:59 GMT -5
"Come on." Rhea gritted her teeth against the cruel forces of gravity. "I've got an episode of The Bachelorette to watch, and you've got your crabby boyfriend to go home to. NnnnhhhhhRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG..."
With a sound that might be appropriate for someone in labor, Rhea uncurled herself from the fetal position and managed to struggle to her hands and knees. Breathing heavily and nearly seeing stars, she gasped, "Ok, I've done my moving. Your turn."
With a sound that might be appropriate for someone in labor, Rhea uncurled herself from the fetal position and managed to struggle to her hands and knees. Breathing heavily and nearly seeing stars, she gasped, "Ok, I've done my moving. Your turn."
