Niederegger’s
“Where are we going?” “To have breakfast.” “You’re too lazy now to make your own breakfast?” “No, I just can’t be bothered to make yours.” “Thanks.” “Don’t dish it out if you can’t… Continue reading
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Breakfast
I went upstairs early. I wanted to hose down the windows before breakfast. Through the glass I saw Pomi. He was sitting on the stool looking out of the window, munching away on… Continue reading