Beep- Beep! Beep-Beep! Beep-Beep!
The sound of the clock cut into cá đuối, ray Bat’s dreams like a needle. He tried to hit the snooze button without opening his eyes and only succeeded in knocking it on the floor, where it sat, still beeping.
“Ugh…” he got out of bed, picked the clock up and pushed the snooze button. Then he put it down and went downstairs. His roommate, Sam, came down a while later. Sam was a large eagle with an unhealthy obsession with chocolate. He looked up at the calendar. “I hate Tuesdays.” He muttered, getting some Sô cô la cake out of the fridge.
Ray looked up from...
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