"Well, if the shoe fits..."She sarcastically states, tilting her head with glaring eyes in his direction. Her eyes roll with an agitated groan as she walks by him to continue about her day. "Then go play in traffic."

Two enthusiastic thumbs up.

A frustrated growl escaped the brunette, which only made her wince and pout at the way it caused her aching head to throb even more. "Yea, I guess so.." She responded in a whiny tone. Brooke could be dramatic when necessary. "What's the last thing you remember?"

It certainly 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 be amusing if the footage got ranked up there with the likes of Big Foot or something. But yeaaaa, she's not a fan of thinking about that impending time in the very distant (better be!) future.

Really? No takers? 💁‍♀️

So...Bowie-nese?

What kind?

In all seriousness, is she okay?

"Happy to provide." Grins, pouring her own cup.

—— ▪︎ ᴡᴀᴋᴇʏ, ᴡᴀᴋᴇʏ 𝓑ʀᴏᴏᴋᴇ 𝓓ᴀᴠɪs ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ! 🙌

Take a picture. It'll last longer.

Oh. Well. What's with the blatant staring?