"Hey, dad, I'm going to the Blacks to see jacob after school, do آپ think آپ can organise your own dinner?," i asked when in my rush down the stairs. I was running late for school again.
I hope that charlie understand that when i کہا organise, i mean order پیزا not cook, i want to come ہوم to a house, not ash.
"Ok Bells, One cheese پیزا should be enough" he snickered. Charlie had been دیا days off from work lately, for his back. He fell while taking out the trash. It was then when i realised that my clunsiness was in fact gene related.
i scuffed over to his side, struggling to get on...
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