Just One Yesterday (Part 1)

Lala J. Thorpe Ding dong! “Hai haaaiii! Who the hell woke up at bloody dawn?” A twenty-six-year-old young lady with messy fringe reluctantly dragged her feet from the bone-white futon to head to the door. Two empty mugs which filled with americano stood at the top of kotatsu beside her mac where she’d been workingContinue

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