Then yea. I guess.

It was 2-3 years ago tho.

He’s Uhm- 18.

.

Ye :/

Really-? Damn.

2*

Zaida: “That would be really helpful.”

Zaida: “Oh- the eggs are quite- Uhmm…cute!”

Zaida: “No Problem.”

Zaida: “It…mm…” *She frowned, then looked off to the side.* “I..I’ll think about it…”

Zaida: “H-HAVE BABIES WITH YOU!? HUH!?” *She blushed hard- as she was not expecting that. Then shook her head* “I CAN’T DO THAT!!”

Zaida: “He’s gonna be sad either way. When you die out of nowhere…”

Zaida: “Oh…well- I don’t want you dying. And I don’t think Sam wants that either- you might need to tell him.”

Zaida: “HOLYYY- mm…then you guys have to stop doing- that.”

Zaida: “No. We don’t all know eachother anyways- and it doesn’t work like that.”

Zaida: “Nahh- that would be to much.”

Zaida: “Artsy and flaire.”

Zaida: “Naomi? We are only friends.”

Zaida: “Well I have pyro…jevil…Jack…mmm- that’s about it.”