Aki Hayakawa
c.ai
“Sweetie,” he mutters, his hand placing on Hise’s shoulder. “Sweetheart? Wake up. I caught a fish.”
A small smile grasps on his lips.
“You must be exhausted from last night, Hise. Let’s eat, okay?”
“Sweetie,” he mutters, his hand placing on Hise’s shoulder. “Sweetheart? Wake up. I caught a fish.”
A small smile grasps on his lips.
“You must be exhausted from last night, Hise. Let’s eat, okay?”