Heavens Anne! There could be children present! Mind your language,mein gott. Your 16!
Anyways,we just had dinner,and I will explain what happened at said dinner. "So,we never really got your name when we first met." I said to the roommate. "Oh my name is Diah. I was apart of the Mende people in Sierra Leone during the sixties. I died of a plague. Measles to be exact. Me and Anne died around the same age." Diah said,and I made a comment saying those two would get along just fine. Anne smiled,hopefully not imagining her making out with her in the moonlight.
*giggles*
Oh Anne is gonna kill me after that comment...
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Aftermath (A & H book 5)
General FictionAfter the wedding,Anne and Adolf's lives have hit rock bottom. Jobs? Kiss those goodbye! A living spot? Evicted! The only thing they have now is each other,and their clothing. Oh and their laptop. But the thing with hitting rock bottom is,you can o...
