His and her business cards.
His Appointed Wife
Here is Logan's card-
This is Alex's-
Alex: What is this!
Me: Yes. I know. It is stupid. I can't write, I have a writers block or something. So... I decide to waste some time I really don't have! ð
Alex: Like really author???𤨠But, okay, I like my card. It is classy.
Logan: Mine is much better. Classier.
Alex: My face is much better. Ha!
Logan: How old are you again?
Alex: I know how old you are. A hundred and one. So Boo-ooriing!!!
Logan: Your face is boo-ring!
Alex: Yeah, tell that to me when you are trying to kiss me. And we will see. *pokes her tongue out*
Me: Take a break, will ya? Why can't you two get along even when we are having some completely normal and boring conversations? Uh?
Logan: It is your fault that she is this annoying.
Alex: It is your fault that she is this annoying.
Logan: Kid. *rolling his ð*
Alex: Kid. *rolling her ð*
Logan: Are you out of your mind?
Alex: Are you out of your mind?
Logan: I am not playing this childish game with you.
Alex: I am not playing this childish game with you.
Logan: *Walks away* ð£
Alex: Alexandra 1: Logan 0. Yeah! I win. Woohoo.
Me: You win, alright. *grabs my head and sits down*
Alex: Ladies & gentlemen, this round Alexandra wins ð!!! Logan is a loser. Loser. Loser.
Logan: *from somewhere in the House* Shut Uuuuuuupppp!
Alex: Or what? Such a sore loser!
Logan: I will kiss you to shut you up.
Alex: *blinks and looks down*
Me: Wow. That shuts you up so fast.
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Also... Who wants an invite to Alex and Logan's wedding??? ðð¤£
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