The next day, I’m woken up by something heavy dropping on to me. I open my eyes wide and shoot up. There’s a dead rabbit on my blanket. “Eeeee!” “Yawn!” I stretch. “Good morning, Raiden. Is that your handy work?”
The next day, I’m woken up by something heavy dropping on to me. I open my eyes wide and shoot up. There’s a dead rabbit on my blanket. “Eeeee!” “Yawn!” I stretch. “Good morning, Raiden. Is that your handy work?”