"You want me to WHAT?" Hannah Snow asked her soul mate loudly.
"Please, Hannah. Don't make me ask you again. I'm may look 19 but I'm pushing 900. You can't expect me to know all about today's youth." Thierry pleaded.
"I really can't believe you've never done it before." Hannah said shocked. "I mean it's been around forever." As Thierry gave her a look she shrugged and said. "You know what I mean."
"It didn't even get popular until a few years ago." Thierry pouted giving his lady of the night puppy dog eyes. "Please?"
"Alright, you silly heart of mine." She sat next to him on the couch. "Ok. This gets you there." And she proceeded to explain.
At the dinner table that night, Hannah was talking to Thea and Poppy when Thierry walked quickly through the door. The three girls took one look at his guilty face and laughed.
"I just had to tell them." Hannah said apologetically. "They thought it was as funny as I did."
"Fine, laugh at my old fashioned ways. It's not really my fault I didn't know how to text. Its your generation's thing."
Hannah giggled. "I know. But after 900 years of living you'd think you'd pick up on the culture."
With a huff Thierry kissed Hannah's forehead and sat to eat.
Yeah. Sadly, i think this is one of my bests. How pathetic is that? Oh well. I'm trying and thats the key. Though Reviews that say "Hey Trying might just pay off!" Are helpful too.
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