Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

I eat only the bread dough of the ampoule. Indulge in the flavor of bread first. Now I'm glad I used my abilities. The balance of the bike is skewed. Turn in the ampoule and keep the balance with the ladies in the deep window. Looks like even a stone fell over the asphalt road. The sunlight rushes through, I'm anxious to get sunburned, but I pedal and mow. Hey, you, how did you get the bread out, and Ruby asks you a bright red question. I said, "No." There's no reason for that. Something not la, the raptors flying through the sky ahead, bumping into each other, and the two of them fighting. It's a slaughter, and when swollen, it produces jam bread from the palm of your hand. Shit. Yum.