"Geez, when it comes to bastard Flynn kids, I'd just assume my father's to blame." Her lips curl into a snort. "Fairly certain even when my mom was on her back, she was just thinking up dinner recipes."
"Feed? You mean I'm supposed to feed the thing?! Count your luck I'm even sheltering the foresaken furball!" Corry shakes her head and rolls her eyes, but can't help grinning at his enthusiasm.
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Date: 2014-05-20 03:19 am (UTC)"Feed? You mean I'm supposed to feed the thing?! Count your luck I'm even sheltering the foresaken furball!" Corry shakes her head and rolls her eyes, but can't help grinning at his enthusiasm.