





His pants flew directly into his face. “Thanks,” his muffled voice drawled.
She giggled watching the pants hit his face. “Sorry about that. I figured you’d catch them.” She shrugged it off and walked over to the vanity in the room fixing her hair.
“Hmm, yes I suppose that’s true.” She laughed again and walked over to him. “So.. what do you want to do now?”
“Well, I wasn’t exactly expecting flying pants, was I?” he grumbled, pulling them on.