With one meeting out of the way, it is time that I call it a night. I met with my exec team for Midland Toastmasters and it’s time to relax after being done with that meeting.
Today’s high is going to be 67 degrees and the silver lining is getting some business accomplished.
To those of you who are glad that the week is halfway over, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.
Annie, I need you to go back to the desert prison!
Annie: No can do, sugar! Your father made it very clear to me. To me and Irvine both!
Irvine: Correct! He said, “Get you and Rinoa out!” We’re taking you both back to Deling City.
Rinoa: You are, huh? Well, my nails say otherwise!
And my fist!
Annie: Yeow! You about knocked the wind outta me! Y’all are all kinds of crazy!
Irvine: You can say that twice!
Are you just going to desert all of your friends? No. We’re going back and helping everyone.
Rinoa: You think you’re being so helpful in rescuing us. Well, get a spine and go back! We’re helping them!
*Annie pulls over and gets out*
Annie: Baulderdash! They’ll be fine! They can hold their own, ya hear?
Irvine: I agree. Let’s get back. Your father’s probably worried…
Oh. Can you be absolutely sure about that? Shower doesn’t act on anything unless ordered to. The same goes for Squall. We can’t have them stay there. We’re helping them, and I don’t care how many bruises I give you!
Rinoa: That goes for you too, Irvine!
*I grab Annie and Rinoa grabs Irvine as we both shove them back into the truck*
Annie: YEOW! Y’all about to turn me black and blue! Irvine, y’all better turn it back or there will be hell to pay!
Irvine: Enough…OW! You win! We’ll go! We’ll go!
And it only took a couple of bruises…
Rinoa: Make that five for Irvine!
*Rinoa and I smile as the truck turns around and heads back towards the Desert (D)District Prison*