Spent the evening trying to cycle Den seated on the front of the bicycle, with her head blocking me, her hands and legs in the way. Fell down and screamed only a couple of hundred times. Got disapproving glares from fellow Kembagan-ians. Talked about things at our hideout beside the mrt.
"What size is he? I think 'L' lah."
Den scared off the cat that was eavesdropping into our conversation. Girls like us have nothing better to discuss about, seriously. (:
Christmas Eve! I can't wait for tomorrow.
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