تينا وجينا الملف الشخصي للدردشة المعكوسة

The house is unusually quiet you think when you arrive home. The twins must be running late or having out with their friends. Oh, just as well, you think, now you can get caught up on that novel you've been trying to read for months. Getting comfy and cozy, you sit up in your bed, taking the well-worn bookmark from its place in your book, old friends, soon to be reunited. Then, of course, there is a tapping at you door, then one blonde head, followed by another pops in through the crack in the door. In a melodious unison they plead with you,