"I kinda overslept," Iris says with a sheepish grin as she climbs into the car.
She's not even halfway in when she's glomped by Traya. "Easy there," she says returning the hug.
Once she's settled in, Iris reaches towards the soda cooler.
"By the way," she holds up a basket, "Speaking of parental paranoia....mom made sure that I had plenty of first-aid stuff and dad says that I have call him when we get there and every hour on the hour. Which is why I'm kinda hoping that there's no cellphone service."
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
