Natalie McDonald doesn't want to grow up. (rookie_card) wrote in wished,
"Which is just a shame," Natalie laughed, squirming at the tickling. She fell down on the pillows beside Gretchen, stretching out on her side and propped herself up with one arm, looking down at the other woman. "I can not only make waffles but sausage, bacon and I'm rather handy with a tomato. C'mon," she jerked her head toward the door but made no immediate attempt to stand. "I am more than happy to make breakfast for you."