Yes!!! I’m trying to post it before the 18th :) but my internet connection sucks lol.
“Chrissy, I don’t wanna walk!” Renaya whined, pulling at the bottom of my shirt as we made our way through the terminal. Our plane had landed not but twenty minutes before and she was already over having to walk beside me. I had no problem carrying her, especially because it meant she wasn’t bound to get lost in the sea of people, I just had no hands to do so.
“Tristan, can you carry her?” I asked of my disengaged brother, reminding him that I was carrying several bags already. Most of the flight, he’d been quiet and to himself, until Rey went to sleep. I don’t know what changed in him so quickly, but I found myself fully engaged in conversation with him, talking about any and everything that came to mind. Turns out, Tristan was a pretty okay kid with a good head on his shoulders. He was into sports, though literature was a greater passion for him, and wanted to major in journalism after graduating high school. Coincidentally, his top choice for universities was UCLA, with NYU as his back-up. The kid had a lot going for him, but I wished he showed more attention to Rey.
Jaz Millz ft Chris Brown- Green Goblin
remember when he stepped on the rapping scene and killed it right quick?