Layton smiled sadly and kissed him again. "Jordie," she smiled wider, "or Jorde the Bored. Remember in sixth grade you constantly complained about being bored in math class because it wasn't 'challenging enough'," she put air qoutes around her words and ran her fingers down the side of his neck with a small laugh. "Hey! I'm hungry! You hungry?! I am! Let's go eat!" She gripped his hand in her own and pulled him out of the chair, trying to lighten his mood. "Food!" She drawled out the 'o' and ran towards Jordan's kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets. "Hey..." she poked her head over the counter, a twinkie in the package hanging from her mouth. "Vampires can eat something other than blood right? Cause if not all the twinkies down here'll be homeless." The twinkie was still in the package, and still hanging out the corner of her mouth.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
**Technically.. she wouldn't stuff them all in her mouth. She's take dainty bites and then throw a couple at Jordan**
Layton looked up innocently from the newly opened, third twinkie and smiled at Jordan before leaping off the counter and smothering the spongey, creame filled goodness in his face. He made a grab for her but she just laughed and opened two more, smashing them into her new masterpiece. She smiled lightly and opened yet another, smearing it into Jordan's spongey, pale, creamy complextion. "I love you Jordan," she teased in a taunting voice before she dodged a moon pie that had been thrown across the clean kitchen.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
Layton kissed him back lightly with a laugh wiped all the stuff -well most of it- off his face. She smiled at him widely and kissed him again. "Mmm, tastes like twinkies." At that both her and Jordan burst into laughterm rolling across the table.
*short i know sorry&
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
*eww dont look very nice, a kind of sickly yellow, have have no idea what to happen next, but do you think there should be a fight between the werewolf and vampire clans, and Jordan and Layton are classed as scum and there are to fighten over.*
Jordan scrapped a bit of the creamy goodness of his face and put it on Laytons nose and then he stuck his tongue out.
"You little minx" He grinned.
Every rose has it's thorn.. Just like every night has it's dawn.
I've matured a lot and I realised it was time to come back.. for good!
Layton laughed lightly, suddenly sitting up attentively at the scent in the air. "Layton!" A pair of strong arms grabbed her around the waist and swung her in a circle. Oh crap. She turned around, now facing a very tan and buff guy with dark brown hair.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
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