Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"I refuse"

Immediately, I do my best to pedal my electric bike. We have to run away everywhere. The pedal stings with the key. Side by side Tans descends like a runner with a hand like a magic hand, fast enough to move his legs forward and sound like Statata. He opened the front drawer with his own arm, took out the handkerchief, and, already, it was a gibberish, and flipped it behind his mouth.

I don't know, I feel weird. Flirted by an odd and strange presence, his hand shaking the handle shook. The sunlight between the trees cut off my only face. A stone with a bicycle tire on it blushes beside his face. Dangerous. Tongue wrapped around the convenience of an electric bike, this ease is a boulder. He snickered at me biking like a puddle of water on the ground looked up. I wonder how far this stretch of road continues. However, I'm pretty sure I'm weighing down because I got exercise. A bunch of expensive notes is falling on the side of the road. Oh, why? No, wait, wait. You can't pick it up, it's a trap. As I tried to pass next to it, that bunch of bills jumped and tried to get into the basket of my bike. But the ruby that was rocking in the basket began to hit me. I don't like being narrow, and Ruby. I get the intent of the bundle of bills earlier... let's move on.