y yes *lil wheeze* I I inhaler!
T: O-Oh! -picks up the bag and sets it on chest, rummaging in it and pulls it out, handing it too you- here you go
*puffs it* t thanks mom!
*stomach growls*
T: Heh, getting hungry Hun?
(i'm gonna go to bed, talk to you tomorrow!)
(wait!)
(what? ovo)
(I’ve got school tomorrow can I get a lil more time?)
(If not then it’s ok)
(oh, well....oh alright, just a little while longer, you don't want to be tired tomorrow, do ya?)
(alright thanks)
Y yea *looking through bag*
(What time are you gonna be home tomorrow?)
T: don't worry, there a pie on the table
