Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Overlooked the world feeling like soda sucked up from the world of paranoia from within the sultry and straw. Just plain white as a bird-eyed thought. It seemed like something slight that made this room feel empty or pathetic sad. I'm being pushed back muscles. I don't see it coming from here, but I don't think Mayria's harassing you. Looking at the bed beside him, he is plunging back and resting in bed like Tyrant, with his big mouth open and the ladies snoring. There are gaps. I held that jaw down, pinched my nose and wondered what kind of reaction it would be, but quietly, I put my jaw on the pillow, and I turn forward and do my gaze on the calendar.