@fg Leilah had already gotten dressed with her little skinny jeans with one of Tristan’s t-shirts. With a pair of black boots laying across her bed snuggled in his chest hearing her sister Rosiaro tell out. Leilah smirked up at Tristan with as wink whispering. “Watch this?” trying to hide her laughter she yelled out. “Going out? I don’t remember you saying anything about going out!?! I have nothing to wear Rosie!”
Leilah tried her best to hide her laughter holding her hand up counting to three silently knowing her sister would stomp all the way up to her room.