Sam hugged her friend back and sighed sliding off the hood of the car. "I really don't give a damn aboutyour meat loaf," she grumbled mopping her face with the back of her hand as a few stray tears escaped her eyes. "You don't play fiar," she informed her friend. She did not want to go back, not one bit. But she did follow Reese back into the restaurant. Kat smiled at her when she saw her coming and Sam managed to smile back and to hold her head high. "You're just barely learning this?" Reese asked mock innocently as she walked back in with her, then smiled at the others as she took her seat and asking "Who's up for desert or getting desert to go and starting on that lesson and library tour?"
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch m_morgan
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch Kim Rickmon
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch m_morgan
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch Kim Rickmon
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch m_morgan
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch Kim Rickmon
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch m_morgan
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch Kim Rickmon
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch m_morgan
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch Kim Rickmon
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch m_morgan
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch Kim
- Re: [PTL Game] Julia, Derek, Ingrid, Kat, others: lunch julia walker
