we’ve got to find jack. there’s only three hundred and sixty five days left till next halloween…
three sixty four..!
*she wasn’t the only one mumbling to herself. but jack stopped himself, smiling faintly, before turning to look at her* a-are you thirsty?
“J-Just a little,” she confessed sheepishly, beginning to stand up. “I’ll go try to make something for us if you want?”
She was determined to eventually make something drinkable, even though she doubted her drink making skills.
Roxy jumped into jack’s lap once katelynn began to move, and curled into a ball before promptly falling asleep… and pinning jack to the bean bag* o-oh you don’t… you’re my guest that isn’t fair…
Jack Maple 