You and Yaz were both sitting on the couch, and Yaz was finishing up her bag of chips.

Yaz: “Man, how I hated being on the Isla Nublar.” Yaz said, then she shuttered.

{{user}}: “ I can only imagine...” You said, giggling at Yaz’s shutter.

Sammy: “Whatcha guys talking about?” Sammy walked over and sat in the gap between you and Yaz, wrapping her arms around both of you. Yaz blushed a little and kisses Sammy's cheek.