Talk:Werewolf/@comment-30458770-20161127071526/@comment-31780729-20170422192302

As I am still really friggin' tired,I roll away,tucking my uber-comf blaket under my body.

" Not till seven.",I mumble. Not like she gives a damn. With buring eyes, she drags me away.Hopefully to a place with beer. And a bed.