hurtingzeebo: (I'm yelling)
Sam had never thought a whole lot about it, but if you asked, she'd probably tell you she'd be okay with having a kid someday.

DB was rapidly changing her mind. He wasn't nearly so cute when he wasn't whacking his assigned father in the head with his stuffed ewok.

For instance: He'd already managed to spit up all over her collection of hammers, and tried to eat her phone. Apparently, having accomplished these tasks, he'd moved on to the next part of his evil plan: crying.

Not even crying, really. Wailing.

Sam was handling this behavior in the only way she knew how: she wailed right on back at him.

[ooc: door is closed, but lord knows they're probably making plenty of noise. Open.]

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