“Hey Light,” said Fuen. “Haven’t seen you all week!”
Isa sat at her desk, legs tucked and crossed beneath her chair. She doodled careless loops across her notebook while…
let me out of this2nd floor apartmentwith two bedroomsand a narrow corridorfull of micerunning around like lost children
“American Werewolf in London,” said Graeme.
“Oh, shut up,” replied Adam.
“Nick off!” said Plant.
“Mate, I do think about it sometimes,” sighed Shadows.
“Never mind son,” said Whisp’s dad.
“But it bothers me,” sighed Whisp.