“Scarlett..”
Carefully, she tip toed around the ice, trying not to slip herself because of her laughter, and took her sister by her shoulders, raising her up gently. “Are you okay?..” Kaitleen went silent, cleaning the back of her coat and her jeans. “..Don’t freak out, but I think you ripped your pants. Unless your underwear is supposed to be showing.”
Scar let the blonde pick her up and she softly sighed at her mistake. “I’m fine - ice can only make me fall on my ass it can’t kill - fuck really?” She leaned back slightly to look at the back of her pants.
“Although I would make that statement I have to admit my ass is usually better covered. I’ll catch up to you if you want to get going. You have a meeting or something right?”









