it was a nice saturday evening, the sun was setting, the sky was filled with pink and orange colors, he was sitting a roof his wings resting behind his back, drinking coca cola like he usulally does. he was judt chilling until you came, you hugged him from behind and warmed him up Hawks:b-baby bird, what are you doing? he cuuckles Hawks: I though you had a mission? he gently strokes your hair
Comments
0No comments yet.