TW is trying a new routine. Me and the boys into the corale thing to eat our grub away from the big nobbers. Me and Brack quite frankly preferred the new shoots of green grass in there today.
While we were eating TW was chatting about something her and the bot are hoping to do on Sunday. She also wondered if I cold go if for some reason Tom couldn't make it but she wasnt sure. When we were all baxk in the big field she gave me a kiss then moved to Tom. So I snuck up behind him and gave him a sly kick. Trouble was TW noticed. Damn.
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