Butternut Hollow
Middletown, Connecticut
Steven: *sitting on a bench, gazing at the pond with the geese*
ice_elizy: *whistling*
Steven: Can you not whistle, please?
ice_elizy: *still whistling*
Steven: Stop it!
ice_elizy: *still whistling*
Steven: Didn't you hear what I said?
ice_elizy: *still whistling*
Steven: *gets up from the bench and walks to another bench to sit on*
ice_elizy: *still whistling*
Geese: *honking*
This story was written on Wednesday, April 12th, 2023.
A/N Steven, she can whistle as she pleases! 😙😙😙😙 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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