Bonnie was lying on the kitanda watching television. She didn’t really notice what onyesha was on. She just needed to lay down. Taking Damon down had taken a lot zaidi energy she had expected. She closed her eyes, but unfortunately fate chose that moment to let the kengele rang. Bonnie frowned her eyebrows out of frustration. She could sense who it was. “It’s open!” she yelled. “Please, don’t make me get up” she mumbled. But the door stayed shut and no one entered. Bonnie groaned and swung her legs off the couch. “I’m coming!” she shouted when the visitor bang the door. She shuffled...
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