 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
“I’d be a pretty little crisp, I should think.” Rea giggled after piling onto Christopher’s comment. It was true that her skin was pale, and she burnt easily. Thankfully, she had had much experience in this department over the years and knew how to take care of herself. “Of course I need your help. By the time you’re done changing, I’ll be ready.”
Oh shush, Christopher! Reagan ALWAYS moved at the perfect pace, no matter the situation. Surely he knew this by now? Hmm… but let’s face it… she could be extra slow at times; maybe a snail could surpass her at times. Goody! Christopher was back already. “My back, please?” At least there wasn’t much to do there given her one-piece suit but just below the base of her neck was difficult to reach. “And I’ll help you once you’re done helping me.” It was fair, right? Rea handed over the sunblock. |