December 01, 2019 · 6:39 PM
It was three in the afternoon.
Beauregard was still awake.
Wehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Beauregard was still awake.
I spoke with Greta and let her know you are mine. As far as the rest of the world knows, I have caused you to forget about magical birds and the like.
Bo
Wehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh