[Carolina has been watching over the edge of her coffee mug since she first heard York get up out of his chair, and she isn't exactly displeased by what she sees. Sure, there's a pang of jealousy; but not in the way of being one sided. It's more, she realises, like she's watching them and enjoying what she's seeing so much that she wants to be a part of it, too. So she puts her coffee cup down and saunters over, leaving her pup asleep under her chair, her footsteps quiet despite her inability to walk without a swagger.
Plopping right down next to North and leaning an arm on his arm (as she quickly discovers his shoulder is out of her reach, if she wants to be comfortable in the slightest) she peers at her two boys with a sly smirk and--]
Room for one more over here? I heard something good was going on.
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Plopping right down next to North and leaning an arm on his arm (as she quickly discovers his shoulder is out of her reach, if she wants to be comfortable in the slightest) she peers at her two boys with a sly smirk and--]
Room for one more over here? I heard something good was going on.