Hey, you two. You haven't been paying attention. He picks her up and drops her off because SEAN -- DRIVES -- HER -- PLACES! Remember when you two buttinskies confiscated her driver's license and then got tired of buying groceries for her?
Mary's getting tired of watching Sean pick up and drop off. She's waiting for the dreaded "staying over". Then she can invoke Charterstone's strict morals clause and have Hanna evicted forthwith. After all, that's what she's been angling for ever since Hanna almost backed into her last September.
Seriously?!!! After months and months of this dreary, mind-numbing, discombobulated plot we get the old “Love is possible at any age” line?
In my head, I picture a toothless wizened old man, sucking on a corncob pipe while rocking in a chair on his porch telling this “story.” He started out fairly coherently, but then old grandpa got distracted by a particularly bothersome fly and veered slightly off topic and these KIDS WOULDN’T GET OFF HIS LAWN! so he got sidetracked yet again and then he nodded off just a wee bit and then he repeated himself, but who wouldn’t want to hear the details again, and then he totally forgot what story he’d been telling or to whom but he kept on talking because DAGNABIT! he’s been on this earth long enough and he’s old enough that people should show some respect when he’s got something to say. Which was … something about love … or possibly bacon.
@r u ok? at 2:48 PM, on my monitor that couch is French's Mustard yellow, which makes things easy for Wilbur when he eats sandwiches in Mary's apartment. Mary shouts, "No, not at the table! Eat on the couch, Wilbur!?
Toby seems snarky and resentful, which make me wonder ifk she's bored to tears with dull old Professor Chinbeard and would like some (ahem) extracurricular action. Maybe Tommy Beedie would give her a tumble.
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And Mary is testifying and swearing to that fact, placing her right hand on whatever that book is.
Hey, Toby. If you're so interested in who's being picked up and dropped off, spend some time at the bus stop.
Mary's getting tired of watching Sean pick up and drop off. She's waiting for the dreaded "staying over". Then she can invoke Charterstone's strict morals clause and have Hanna evicted forthwith. After all, that's what she's been angling for ever since Hanna almost backed into her last September.
Seriously?!!! After months and months of this dreary, mind-numbing, discombobulated plot we get the old “Love is possible at any age” line?
In my head, I picture a toothless wizened old man, sucking on a corncob pipe while rocking in a chair on his porch telling this “story.” He started out fairly coherently, but then old grandpa got distracted by a particularly bothersome fly and veered slightly off topic and these KIDS WOULDN’T GET OFF HIS LAWN! so he got sidetracked yet again and then he nodded off just a wee bit and then he repeated himself, but who wouldn’t want to hear the details again, and then he totally forgot what story he’d been telling or to whom but he kept on talking because DAGNABIT! he’s been on this earth long enough and he’s old enough that people should show some respect when he’s got something to say. Which was … something about love … or possibly bacon.
I think that is the orangiest couch I have ever seen.
@r u ok? at 2:48 PM, on my monitor that couch is French's Mustard yellow, which makes things easy for Wilbur when he eats sandwiches in Mary's apartment. Mary shouts, "No, not at the table! Eat on the couch, Wilbur!?
Toby seems snarky and resentful, which make me wonder ifk she's bored to tears with dull old Professor Chinbeard and would like some (ahem) extracurricular action. Maybe Tommy Beedie would give her a tumble.
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