TheClosetKidnapper

Ian I stay where I am on the floor, Kyle in my arms, and watch the three. So much for privacy... ````` Tyler I sit on the other side of ...

Ian I stumble back and use the wall to keep standing, shifting Kyle in my arms again. What the heck? ````` Tyler A light shield forms around us and I ...

Ian I sigh, Kyle playing with the blue highlight in my hair, and glance at Ella. ````` Tyler I huff a sigh and look at Tahira, signing for us to ...

Okay.

Thanks.

o.o It didn't do that here... but I hate it when it does.

Ian I shift Kyle in my arms and read over the paper, handing it to Ella when I'm done, "We... we don't need babysitters. We're adults." ````` Tyler I stay ...

It did? o.O

Ian I smile and shrug, looking at Kyle and tickling him.

Just do me a favor, MM. Don't make Ian a pervert. Lol. He has a son.

Ian I ruffle Kyle's hair and sigh, looking at Ella.

Ian I smile and Kyle buries his face in my shoulder, shaking his head.

*shrugs* S'up to Pix. The whole remaining-consistent thing will still stand though.

Ian I flash a smile at Kyle, "It's called a kiss, Ky. It's what people do when they feel special about someone else." He frowns, "It's gross."

Well... Ian is twenty and Ella is almost nineteen... so... I don't really know. o.O