“Well, yeah, and I then couldn’t find you, and I got worried. About the pizza.”
and
As she slides from behind the wheel, Veronica sees him sitting on the sidewalk in front of the office, his back against the wall, his long legs drawn up to his chest. He’s balancing a pizza box atop his head. Seeing her, Logan stands stiffly and pirouettes, keeping the box in place. She eyes him, and beings singing: “I am sixteen going on seventeen, fellows will fall in line, eager young lads and rogues and cads, will offer me food and wine.”
OMG, sooooo Logan. And I can't BELIEVE you know the words to that song. ;-)
“Veronica. The quantity of food you need to fuel that tiny body never fails to amaze me. D’ya wanna lick the box too?”
We say this to my dad alllll the time, LOL. "Wanna lick the plate, Pops?"
“Is this what you wanted to talk about? Your adolescent libido and constant need to rub up against anything soft and curvy?” He lightly kisses the top of her head
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“Well, yeah, and I then couldn’t find you, and I got worried. About the pizza.”
and
As she slides from behind the wheel, Veronica sees him sitting on the sidewalk in front of the office, his back against the wall, his long legs drawn up to his chest. He’s balancing a pizza box atop his head. Seeing her, Logan stands stiffly and pirouettes, keeping the box in place. She eyes him, and beings singing: “I am sixteen going on seventeen, fellows will fall in line, eager young lads and rogues and cads, will offer me food and wine.”
OMG, sooooo Logan. And I can't BELIEVE you know the words to that song. ;-)
“Veronica. The quantity of food you need to fuel that tiny body never fails to amaze me. D’ya wanna lick the box too?”
We say this to my dad alllll the time, LOL. "Wanna lick the plate, Pops?"
“Is this what you wanted to talk about? Your adolescent libido and constant need to rub up against anything soft and curvy?” He lightly kisses the top of her head ( ... )
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