A Need For Sleeping Bags

by Ditto Redeaux

So I'm doing something a bit different than what I have been, I'm going to be doing these writing dump type of things, and the initial plans were to do something like drabble arcs, but that didn't happen, so this will be a story comprised of all different bits of pieces of varying length and styles and styles. This is starting off pre-series. Teen for now. R&R

2. Doe Eyes

Much love to you all.

D.R.

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94 words~ Doe Eyes

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"Max! Maxwell." Isabel was snapping her fingers at Max trying to get his attention.

He blinked tiredly at her, "What?"

She sighed exasperatedly, "Have you heard from Michael at all?" She iterated slowly before rolling her eyes, "Thinking about a certain brunette with doe eyes, are we Maxwell?" The query was snide and not at all hushed which of course drew Diane's attention.

He looked back and forth between Isabel and his adoptive mother before scowling down at his bowl and shoving a mouthful of golden grahams in his mouth with a muttered "No."