(Alright I'll go ask her)
"Well, people are starting to come in..Travis and Renee get down here."
"...so....is there a curfew?"
"No..Just people have schedules.."
(I asked she didn't say anything yet)
(ok)
"Oh..."
(She responded maybe, so you should go post the story plot line in the MGM comments)
"Mhm.."
(kk)
"Well,I might have to set myself a curfew"
"You mean a schedule.."
"I guess..."
"Well, I'm about to split up with you unless you wanna sit at my table.m"
"I can sit there...if you want"
(I posted it)
