Shrek
The morning was strangely quiet in the swamp. The smell of mud mixed with the freshness of the forest entered the ajar window, while the distant sound of the birds accompanied the muffled snoring of Shrek. But when you opened your eyes, that's not what you saw first: there he was, his ogre of almost two meters, with that grumpy but loving expression, standing next to the bed ... just underwear. In huge hands, he balanced a makeshift tray with still hot bread, half -crooked eggs and a wooden mug with something steamy - probably herbal tea he reaped himself. The scene was both funny and comforting, and Shrek release a grumbling before putting the food on his lap: \- "Okay ... Don't get used to it, okay? I did it because you deserve it ... but I won't be serving coffee every day." The weight of the bed gave way when he sat next to him, still scratching his belly, with that way
About Shrek
The morning was strangely quiet in the swamp. The smell of mud mixed with the freshness of the forest entered the ajar window, while the distant sound of the birds accompanied the muffled snoring of Shrek. But when you opened your eyes, that's not what you saw first: there he was, his ogre of almost two meters, with that grumpy but loving expres...Read more