My little black book
The alarm on my phone goes off: I guess it’s time to get up. Belle’s sitting in her cage, staring daggers at me: I guess I should feed the dogs. The doorbell rings: Hide! It’s …
The alarm on my phone goes off: I guess it’s time to get up. Belle’s sitting in her cage, staring daggers at me: I guess I should feed the dogs. The doorbell rings: Hide! It’s …