She continues chattering, waving her arms around and walking in front of the table as if to accentuate her story.
"And my mother said, that running around with teenage boys would make me look like a floozy! How? it's children!"
She continues chattering, waving her arms around and walking in front of the table as if to accentuate her story.
"And my mother said, that running around with teenage boys would make me look like a floozy! How? it's children!"
"Oh, cool! I read... fiction, non-fiction bores me to no avail-" She sighs a defeated sigh, she's tried so many non-fiction books to find the right one, it hurts.