I AM NOT. And I was not. I just had my book and my cat. AND I was lying on my back.
No. No. You’re not kikimm. I won’t accept it.
I was reading in bed, but it was definitely not a romance novel, I promise. I PROMISE I'M CLEAN I SWEAR.
You’ve just become a slave to the moon sugar now. I don’t even know who you are anymore.
Thanks, PAL.
How DARE YOU
Don't let me do that. Please. I mean, at least until I leave here.
You swine.
My husband will call me a cow.
You think it would be worth it?
