More Hot Chocolate. Dude, I don't even know anymore.
Biking all summer, going down West Hill a couple times a week, and where does she finally wipe out? On freaking Spenard, four days before she leaves.
Man. At least it wasn't a bad crash.
Adiva wanders into Milliways today looking pink-cheeked and sweaty, vainly trying to make her hair look like it didn't just spend half an hour under a helmet and poking gingerly at the dirt ground into her right palm.
Man. At least it wasn't a bad crash.
Adiva wanders into Milliways today looking pink-cheeked and sweaty, vainly trying to make her hair look like it didn't just spend half an hour under a helmet and poking gingerly at the dirt ground into her right palm.