Cracking eggs and adding them to the pan, I hummed happily as I prepared breakfast for the twins and I. Just as I thought of them, they came downstairs. "You know it’s been a while since you moved in with us, Kalama. Over three years now, and you know you’re always welcomed, but don’t you think it’s time you move out?" asked Carmine, taking a seat. Punching her brother’s shoulder, Carmilla shouted, "Kalama, can stay as long as she needs to!!" She glared angrily at her twin.
Comments
0No comments yet.