" Joey! For crying out loud stop touching things in my room!" I yelled
Meanwhile, Joey is standing in front of a bunch of broken clays, which I called it mug ten minutes ago
It's the tenth mug he broke since he came to my house! He is a ghost but why he can touch everything and makes it move! More importantly, didn't he know if you cannot remember anything, don't touch anything!
" sorry Carly... I just.....don't remember this will break so easily.." He says, and looking directly at me
........Here it come again, those big, poppy eyes....with those eyes all of my anger blowed in the air, all I can do is to band down and clean up the mess
Why would I got into something like this!?
I met Joey when I was on my way to home.
It was a great day, nice weather, the air was fresh, even it's summer, I can still feel the nice wind ran though my face; but I wasn't enjoy any of those. My boss Lily is not in a good mood, that means everyone in her office needs to take some pieces of her mind
" excuse me....but, by any chance, do you know my name?"
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Still wandering about what should I do on this one....
BTW Mr. Daisuke Hurakawa made a lovely cat and dog for the latte arts he made ~~~