ooc: Don’t hate me, okay? Okay.
Scott was just about to open his mouth when the doorbell rang. It was only nine ten in the morning, and a Saturday, too. Who on earth could it be? Not Nat and Andrew, perhaps Tom, but he was probably at the bar…
ooc: HAHAHA I would never hate you! But eeeep!
Jen’s expression changed to one of confusion. “Who could that be?” She said, speaking Scott’s thoughts aloud. “Seriously.” Holly added. “I’ll get it, you guys keep talking.” She said, taking a sip of her coffee before heading for the door.
