THE BEST SIDE OF YAYADAGR8

But he waltzed in No matter – extended, greasy, black hair, drained eyes and dull clothing; a vibrant yellow sleeping bag slung over his shoulder and a white scarf close to his neck. He Permit the sleeping bag drop to the floor, the tender thud filling the silence.Some time ticked by. The classroom crammed up into the brim, each and every seat oc