11-15-2013, 01:09 AM
((Larson, hence her dad, Mr. Larson. =P))
"Torie's sleeping, and no, she didn't say anything. I think she was tired, and I was half asleep, so I didn't ask." Ryan shrugged. "What was so awful about it?"
Ella came out of the bathroom and moaned, "I hate being pregnant..."
Kevin walked in, bags under his eyes, his face still somewhat bruised as well, and he hadn't had time to comb his hair. "Good morning, Senator. It's, uh, it's me Kevin. You seem busy - did you need my help for anything?"