Ooc: On phone.... blech.
{-Peyton
Peyton turned her head quickly to Xanther.. alittle to quick. She threw her hand to her head and sat there a moment, regaining herself. "What do you mean you don't like when I do that...do what?" She said looking at him a bit anoyyed, frusturated and overall exhausted. Her blue eyes turned into a a deep solid blue gray..waiting for his answer



