PREVIEW
... obably just ate something that bit back,” Merit said as she messed with the food in her bowl. Her small spoon, the same size as the one that Fly was using, clanked as she did so.
“What’d he eat…?” Fly asked quietly.
Smiling at her tone, which told me exactly what she thought he had eaten, I wondered how long it’d take before Fly truly grew accustomed to us. Or at least, to Vim.
“Who knows?” Merit sighed, and then reached across the table as to grab the small bottle of spi ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Chapter 1556 - 1258: A Children’s Song Album Can Also Be Number One in the Seasonal Chart?
Chapter 60: What About the Promised Locked-Room Mystery
Chapter 39 On the Sunday of Fluorescent Insects, Ants Cross the Sea
Chapter 398
