Ashton glared at his father. "Am I not allowed to order my own food?" he grumbled, hissing quietly when his father kicked his leg under the table. He sunk back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. He wasn't usually one for pouting, but he was pissed.
Liliana sighed softly and rolled her eyes at him. "You know that I am the opposite of fun," she said, shaking her head. "Whenever I hear the word fun, I run for the hills." She turned to face him. "I try to have fun, but I'm just no good at it."
Liliana sighed softly and rolled her eyes at him. "You know that I am the opposite of fun," she said, shaking her head. "Whenever I hear the word fun, I run for the hills." She turned to face him. "I try to have fun, but I'm just no good at it."
June 24th, 2015 at 03:59am