In any event, Bordwine immediately set to flitting around the kitchen, paring strawberries and bananas like a pro, when he suddenly hit a snag. "Hey guys? Where the hell's the apple juice?"
A quick search of the kitchen proved, ironically, fruitless. Bordwine had somehow discorporated an entire 64 oz of apple juice within five minutes of arriving at Vian and Tracy's house. "Tracy!" Vian called. "Come help us look!"
Ho-ooooooh ... |
Bordwine immediately found the juice.
I could not be more excited about having these guys as roommates.
-Meg, the Token Girl
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