Hey, someone is approaching towards me. Oh wait, she’s not looking at me. Her eyes are glued towards something on my table. Few feet away from me, she grabbed that precious lucky thing, stared on the papers she’s carrying and I bet she’s trying to figure out how to use the darn thing. For a splitContinueContinue reading “Have you met Manners?”
She is a little bit of the night and the daydreams.
Pennita 