05-22-2021, 07:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-22-2021, 07:20 PM by William Blacke.)
Bill entered the kitchen. He had just been in the pub to see some friends. "Ello," he said to his wife, daughter, and a girl who was probably his daughter's friend. Then he frowned. "Why are the special cups out? Are we expectin' someone?" He wasn't even drunk.