by 99Problems. » Wed Apr 13, 2011 12:37 pm
Adele hobbled over a small branch and rubbed muzzles with Apollo, eyes searching his. "Oh thank god you're okay! Are you hurt? Anywhere?"
Steph rubbed her bleeding lipped and cursed, but thought, "If Jake didn't shield me like that..." She shook her head, thinking that boy was ridiculous.
┏-------------------------------┓Oh baby, you can find me in the back of
a Ford truck tailgate.
Sittin' 'round watchin' all these
pretty things, gettin' down in that
Georgia clay.
And I'll find peace at the
bottom of a real tall
cold drink, chillin' to some
Skynyrd or some
old Hank.
Lets get this thing started,
it's my kind of party.
┗-------------------------------┛