 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Whereas his cousin was a messy little lady, Morgan was a neat person. Or he tried to be. Sometimes it couldn’t be helped that he caused spills but in general, he tried to avoid them. He even dislikes getting his clothing messy. The first time he was aware enough to understand it, he had realised he hated when food spilled on his clothing. Morgan pushed the last of the cookie into his mouth just as Judith got to her feet. There had been every intention by him to gather the crumbs that he had let fall to the floor in a neat pile but Judith was already grabbing his hand. His gaze followed her pointing hand and saw the bin full of toys and that thought went out of his mind. “Les go!”
It was true. Koen was so much older than the other three were but they still loved him with everything they had. Those jokes were just one way they showed it. Jude now shook his head, even though Keigh couldn’t see the action. There would be no getting over the fact that she had clearly grown wiser over the years. “If you ever feel that putting on a brave face ever gets tiring, you can always come to me. You wouldn’t have to put on one.” None of his siblings ever needed to, as a matter of fact. Jude accepted the steaming mug with a word of thanks. “I guess that makes it even more interesting to find out, huh?” The man looked over to where the two kiddos were seemingly going to play. |