w-well i don’t know about all parents but mine are? *he purses his lips before leaning closer, touching her face gently* have i said something wrong?
*blushes* No..*tries to smile* I’m just imagining your parent’s I guess, the kind of people they are by how you describe them.
w-well– *he stops; his cell phone is suddenly ringing, he pulls it out and stares at the name before he laughs* oh my gosh. it, it’s my mom. *he looks at her before pressing the button and putting the phone to his ear* h-hi mom! are you listening in on me, i was just kinda talking about you…. yes, of course good things…!
Jack Maple 