๐ญ: Whatโs does it have to eat ?
Tryna find something good, but unfortunately he couldnโt find anything๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ
Sighed, bit hungry , but it looks like
heโll have to go buy something.
โSorry, but my brain isnโt in the mood for a paint job !โ
Harley had heard a crash coming from her kitchen. Grabbing her trusty hammer, she let her quiet footsteps carry her towards the sound. Inching towards the door way.
"Hope yer ready fer ya brains to become red paint on my walls!"
She shouted towards the [READER]
โNo, no, no๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ
Donโt need an apology, Iโll make ya crack eventually. Itโs quite a challenge, but Iโll get it done !!โ
Maybe that was just a start ? But heโll make sure that smiles a little more often than he already seen so far.
โAh sorry. Did not intent to make it so drab.โ
Expression finally shifting, she seemed a bit more embarrassed then moments ago hand raising to rub the back of her neck.