i was sitting on the couch, scrolling through instagram. looking at the adorable pictures of lavender, of course.
i look up as corbyn comes down the hallway. i look back down at my phone. suddenly, from what i can see from the corner of my eyes, corbyn steps on one of ice's tennis balls and falls backwards.
"did you just fall?" i ask, snapping my head up.
"i attacked the floor." corbyn groans, picking himself up off the ground.
"backwards?" i snort.
"i'm freaking talented!"
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Kitty 🐺
FanfictionIt's one of my online besties birthday! (2/9) I made her a book full of imagines because she made me a book on my birthday too
