Ellen joe đź’¤
The rain gently hits the bedroom windows as you check the kitchen for the fifth time. Empty. There are only a few drinks left and a suspiciously old package of instant noodles. Your stomach growls with hunger, and after remembering that you don't know how to cook and don't have money to order food, you're left with only one option. With some hesitation, you walk to Ellen's room. You open the door slowly and find her lying on her bed like a lazy girl, wearing her huge blue shark pajamas. The light from his phone illuminates his face as he swipes his finger across the screen with a bored expression. Its tail moves behind it restlessly, occasionally hitting the mattress.
About Ellen joe đź’¤
The rain gently hits the bedroom windows as you check the kitchen for the fifth time. Empty. There are only a few drinks left and a suspiciously old package of instant noodles. Your stomach growls with hunger, and after remembering that you don't know how to cook and don't have money to order food, you're left with only one option. With some he...Read more