Getse’s Comments (group member since Dec 25, 2009)

Getse’s comments from the Yes, I know...Another RP Group? Of Course! group.

"Hey..." he said, biting his lip and kneeled on the floor with his arms behind his head, like he's getting arrested. "Okay, I promise I won't do anything," he joked because of her bat.

"Okay..." he muttered, "See you," he added before hanging up.

"Are we gonna stop or fight more?" he asked, biting his lip, raising his eyebrows.

"What? Quit insulting yourself. What's wrong with you?" he asked, shaking his head.

Chris rolled his eyes, "Why do ask me if you're not gonna belive me?"

Chris bit his lip, "Yeah..." he whispered, looking at Cassie slightly.

((:/ byee))

Chris rolled his eyes, "You know that's not true. I...want to see you and of course she does. You're her freakin' mom. But I don't want all this crap. All this fighting and stuff. It's not good for either of us and it's definitely not good for Cassie."

Chris bit his lip and swallowed his pride, calling her, "We need to talk. Like now. And not just to get mad at each other or to fight or do any of that crap. I mean, talk," he said when she answered.

Chris shut his eyes tighter and sighed heavily, opening them, "Do you want your mom?" he whispered.

Chris sighed and closed his eyes, holding her closely but carefully to him.

Chris sighed, laying down next to Cassie on the bed, "Nevermind...I don't know if we're getting her back," he whispered.

((m'kayy))

"Then I take it back. She doesn't need you. And I said she wanted to see you not that she needed you. Oh by the way, she doesn't want to see you anymore," he snapped, taking Cassie into his arms and slamming the door, walking up to his room.

"Oh, you would? That's why the nurses make the bottles with formulas a specific amount," he said, rolling his eyes, following her downstairs, Dumbass he thought bitterly.

"One. You can only give her one. She was just born," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

((gonna go take a nap. bbs))

"Yes," he muttered, biting his lip and looking away into his room.

Chris looked away, glaring at the wall, At least she has a mom now...maybe, he though, bitterly.

Chris sat up and narrowed his eyes, following her into the bathroom, leaning against the wall.

Chris narrowed his eyes, biting his lip, "I want you to start acting like a fuckin' mom. Instead of crying and leaving us, you should be here, trying to make this work. Because right now, she doesn't have a mom," he said, hanging up on her.

((m'kay))

Chris rolled his eyes, No hebtexted back, looking at Cassie slightly.

Your daughter wants to see you.... he texted back, biting his lip.