ang-wolff:
“Hey now, that better be a very cute looking sippy cup I only drink in style,” Angie smiled. She was relieved that she had prodded her into more questions because she wouldn’t have known how to cover. “Coke please.”
“Can’t promise anything, might have to be less stylish tonight since we need to make sure you get the liquid into your mouth and not on your shirt,” she said with a small laugh as she looked at Angie, raising her eyebrow slightly. “Coke, coming right up,” she said before pushing herself off the couch and walking into the kitchen to grab the drink quickly.















