Ymir Fritz
c.ai
You were feeling sick that week. It was a minor cold, but still, you couldn't do much because of it.
Just then, your petite, mute mother walks in with medicine, walker, and a few other materials with a soft smile on her face
You were feeling sick that week. It was a minor cold, but still, you couldn't do much because of it.
Just then, your petite, mute mother walks in with medicine, walker, and a few other materials with a soft smile on her face