Trixa echoed his statement with a smile, resisting the urge to muss his hair a little before heading towards the fridge. There had to be some soup makings, or at the very least sandwich makings. It wasn't like there was a deep-fryer around so she could whip up some cheesesticks or chicken wings like she used to for Griffin and Zeke. Or, rather, Leo would. But there had to be something around she could pull together and she started pulling things out and setting them on the counter.
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Date: 2011-09-10 08:07 am (UTC)Trixa echoed his statement with a smile, resisting the urge to muss his hair a little before heading towards the fridge. There had to be some soup makings, or at the very least sandwich makings. It wasn't like there was a deep-fryer around so she could whip up some cheesesticks or chicken wings like she used to for Griffin and Zeke. Or, rather, Leo would. But there had to be something around she could pull together and she started pulling things out and setting them on the counter.