"Hey it could be worse, you could be me." looking up at him I smile weakly "I am so bad at talking to guys I usually just end up getting drunk and sleeping with them...I guess you can say my bad experiences drove me to it" sighing I blush again "And Dean if that is what you wanted you could have just asked, as you can tell i'm not some high end princess, all you have to do if give me a few beers and a slab of ribs and i'll love you forever. Call me easy to please" smiling now I lean back against the door
((Sorry for disappearing I to go work on a rental house /:))


