Kinkajou smashed through the double doors and stalked onto the patio.
"Okay, where is she? Oh Tamarin. Well, you better be careful with Anemone. She seems pretty cool but you never know..." her face split into a wide grin. "I'm just messing with you! Anemone's been great, for the 2 hours and 17 minutes I've known her." Tamarin looked back at me.
"So...we're a thing now?"
"You're a thing." Kinkajou nodded. "You already have an Instagram, a Snapchat, and you're YouTube channel is a work in progress. Oh, and there's about five hundred ship stories about you on Wattpad. So don't even think  about ruining my new OTP." I looked at Tamarin.
"We won't." Suddenly I felt pressure on my back, and I toppled forward onto Tamarin.
"Kinkajou!!!" She winked.
"Whoops...I slipped?"