“You could have done that with a bit more care you know, Betty” I whined once I was finally able to stand up right. She was the one bent over now, her barking laughter at the beginning had turned to snorts.
Yeh, I bet that was one thing most guys didn’t know about Rosalie Hale, she snorted and had a bad case of donkey braying laughter when she really got started.
“Well Ethel,” I rolled my eyes at her nickname, how we ended up with such random names to throw at each other was beyond me and fueled from one night of Jager bombs while I drowned my sorrows at Bella leaving me so few months ago, “You’re the one that sat there being sad panda all afternoon. How fucking long have you been out here? You should have come and found me.”