Dave and I went out last night leaving Jess and Kar home alone. Whether Karlee is by herself or has a sister or two with her, when we are out she hates when someone knocks at the door.
There's a knock at the door...
Karlee takes off to my bedroom scaring Jessica in the process.
There's another knock at the door...
Karlee dives into my bed, hiding under the covers while Jessica locks herself in my bathroom whispering from behind the door, "Karlee, come in here!"
There's yet another knock at the door...
Karlee lifts the covers slightly just enough so Jess can see her eyes, and asks, "Why does this always happen?" She slithers out of the bed and slowly makes her way to the front door in order to ever so quietly engage the lock.
She whispers to Jessica, "Who would be knocking at the door at... (looks at her cell phone)... 8o'clock?"
They never answered the door.
There's a knock at the door...
Karlee takes off to my bedroom scaring Jessica in the process.
There's another knock at the door...
Karlee dives into my bed, hiding under the covers while Jessica locks herself in my bathroom whispering from behind the door, "Karlee, come in here!"
There's yet another knock at the door...
Karlee lifts the covers slightly just enough so Jess can see her eyes, and asks, "Why does this always happen?" She slithers out of the bed and slowly makes her way to the front door in order to ever so quietly engage the lock.
She whispers to Jessica, "Who would be knocking at the door at... (looks at her cell phone)... 8o'clock?"
They never answered the door.
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