"Sit, sit" Ruth pulls out a chair for Blaine and then sits herself down to her own seat. I sat next to casper. He kinda shuffled the chair out from under the table.
-I wish Blaine sat me down
In the middle of the table is a big roast, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and other items. This is like a thanksgiving meal. I wasn't expecting so much food.
"So Blaine what's your next mission." John asked while putting food on his plate. "My next mission is to go help find this one girl who is 5. The reports say she got kidnapped. Last place seen at foster park. Wearing a red shirt with a white and pink owl on it, and blue sparkly leggings." Blaine kept picking with his fingers while telling this story. That is a sign that he's worried, nervous, or lying.
Each finger means something different. Which seems weird but I have been married with him for 3 years so I know a good bit. Him picking the index finger means he's overworked or stressed. The middle finger means he's tired or nervous. The ring finger means he regrets something, or is lying. The pinky means he has been hiding something. Thumbs have been the hardest for me to find out. But I have been realizing his ring and pinky has been looking a little rough.
"When did the girl go missing" I asked while paying attention to his hands. " 3 days ago." Continues to pick at his fingers. My eyes squint as I try to read him. "What was the girls name" "I'm not allowed to give out that information""Did anyone see the child get abducted?" "There was one child that said he saw her." " how what where they doing" it was going back and forth of me asking questions I can tell he was getting mad.
Casper broke us up because he could tell that a fight was about to happen " hey guys can you hand me the peas? And can we eat instead of arguing about a lost girl." "Sorry Casper." I felt bad because the whole family was upset and staring at us mainly me. Casper and John didn't care to much but Ruth and Blaine's dad won't stop giving me the evil eye.
The rest of the night we just had small chat and Blaine stayed really close to me and when we sat on the couch he sat next to me. Whenever I started talking he would grab my leg a little aggressively like he wanted me to stop.
I called mark. Because Blaine had a few drinks with his family so he couldn't do it himself. I finally got Blaine to say bye to his family and we got into the car. Mark let me sit in the front seat, And made Blaine sit in the back. The hole time he was looking out the window as normal. Even drunk he's picking at his finger.
BOoOoMMmm
