“How?” She sets down her fork, cocking her head.
“Because you left half the cupboards open.” This isn’t an exaggeration. It might have been more than half.
Seraphina bursts out laughing. “That isn’t my fault,” she protests, gesturing with a piece of coconut naan. “That’s an ADHD thing. I can’t help it. It’s like I legitimately don’t see them.”
“Honestly, I think it’s cute. It’s your calling card, like a reminder Tinker Bell was here.” It made me smile when I saw it this morning. She leaves a little trail of destruction everywhere she goes, and I find it oddly endearing.
“Because you left half the cupboards open.” This isn’t an exaggeration. It might have been more than half.
Seraphina bursts out laughing. “That isn’t my fault,” she protests, gesturing with a piece of coconut naan. “That’s an ADHD thing. I can’t help it. It’s like I legitimately don’t see them.”
“Honestly, I think it’s cute. It’s your calling card, like a reminder Tinker Bell was here.” It made me smile when I saw it this morning. She leaves a little trail of destruction everywhere she goes, and I find it oddly endearing.
Forwarded from Chemtrails Over the Book Club
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Ой, а что это у нас такое? Снова Четвёртое крыло?
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Нет, вам показалось🌚
🎨 dreamworlddweller
#fourthwing