I don't know if there is actually more rain here in England, or if it was just that the rain seemed to be so deliberately annoying. Every drop hit the window with a peevish "Am I bothering you? Does this make you cold and wet? Oh, sorry.
Maureen JohnsonShe couldn't take her eyes off the boxers. Mostly, she had a view of the back, but he turned halfway when he looked over. She commanded herself not to look at the front flap, which, of course, was exactly what she honed in on. He spit and put his mouth under the tap to get some water. All while just wearing underwear. All while she just stared at the crucial spot of the Action Pants.
Maureen JohnsonAnd what else is she?" Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, "A bitchweasel?" "A bitchweasel!" Jazza's face lit up. "She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.
Maureen JohnsonBefore I take you into the beating heart of the story, letโs get one thing out of the way. I know from experience that when it comes up later, it will distract you so much that you wonโt be able to concentrate on anything else I will tell you. My name is Jubilee Dougal. Take a moment and let it sink in.
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