@Elder-God-Jacks347
"Of course!" She giggled. She couldn't remember the last time she'd built a snowman.
"Of course!" She giggled. She couldn't remember the last time she'd built a snowman.
"Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," Lillian didn't really know what to say. This was Darren's fault, if he had told her a little bit more about Neal other than he can turn into Phoenix, and he's married this would be easier.
“So…” Darren laughed, “My two favorite people just met and all you have to say is so?”
"Of course!" She giggled. She couldn't remember the last time she'd built a snowman.
“Yay!” He cheered and pushed himself up, offering a hand to help her do the same.
She took it gratefully, pulling herself to her feet. "I might turn into a popsicle but I'll try."
She took it gratefully, pulling herself to her feet. "I might turn into a popsicle but I'll try."
“You’re so cold,” he laughed. “How?!”
"I don't know what to say!" Lillian cried out slightly, "Why must it come out now!"
"I don't know what to say!" Lillian cried out slightly, "Why must it come out now!"
Neal laughed, “Well what do you know about me?”
"Well hello genius! Look around! It's fucking snowing! It's cold out!" She laughed.
"Ummm, what do you do for a living?" Lillian said after some thought.
"Well hello genius! Look around! It's fucking snowing! It's cold out!" She laughed.
“I’m not cold,” he looked st his still steaming body.
"Well you're a wolf. You're always warm. You don't count."
"Ummm, what do you do for a living?" Lillian said after some thought.
“I work for the FBI,” he smiled. Darren laughed.
"Well you're a wolf. You're always warm. You don't count."
“What’s your excuse?!”
Lillian raised an eyebrow, "I doubt that."
"My excuse is I am living in mortal skin so I get cold. You know, like a normal person!"
Lillian raised an eyebrow, "I doubt that."
“Aww that’s no fun. What if I actually did?!”
(Who is Neal?)
"My excuse is I am living in mortal skin so I get cold. You know, like a normal person!"
“It’s because you’re a girl,”
(Who is Neal?)
(My froggo)
(Who is Neal?)
(My froggo)
(Potato potential)
"What's that supposed to mean?!" She pushed him into the snow with a small huff, biting back her smile.
(Who is Neal?)
(My froggo)
(Potato potential)
(He’s nice Cooper)
(How come I can't make a new character?)
(Who is Neal?)
(My froggo)
(Potato potential)
(He’s nice Cooper)
(He’s big Darren)
Lillian raised an eyebrow, "I doubt that."
“Aww that’s no fun. What if I actually did?!”
"Then I would be very shocked."
(How come I can't make a new character?)
(Because you have active characters)
Lillian raised an eyebrow, "I doubt that."
“Aww that’s no fun. What if I actually did?!”
"Then I would be very shocked."
“Do you doubt I could work for a federal agency?”
(… Not really, but fine.)
"I doubt that your telling the truth. Because if you did why would you- Wait I mixed up the FBI and CIA again."
"What's that supposed to mean?!" She pushed him into the snow with a small huff, biting back her smile.
“Geez! It means, testosterone produces thick skin making guys naturally warmer,”
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