[Like she doesn't usually have her hands full with the villa residents popping in and out.
Gosh.
At least the scene inside is something out of a postcard; fire going where does the smoke go is it polluting the bubble, a neatly folded pile of towels on the table and a folded pile of blankets ready to be used on the couch.
Maka herself is out of sight, still fussing over the cocoa.]
don't you tell me what to do
Gosh.
At least the scene inside is something out of a postcard; fire going
where does the smoke go is it polluting the bubble, a neatly folded pile of towels on the table and a folded pile of blankets ready to be used on the couch.Maka herself is out of sight, still fussing over the cocoa.]