Room 418, Monday Morning
Seely had eventually gone to bed late Sunday night minus one stinky, mean girl (who he hadn't been interested in finding anyway).
During the night, Seely had regained his normal age and size, but not his girlfriend. There definitely wasn't any pouting in his sleep when his hand brushed the empty space beside him. Really.
[For the stinky, mean girl]
During the night, Seely had regained his normal age and size, but not his girlfriend. There definitely wasn't any pouting in his sleep when his hand brushed the empty space beside him. Really.
[For the stinky, mean girl]