The heavy weight spooning me shifts, and I close my eyes and mutter silently, “There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.” Except there’s a gigantically big, huge, stupid problem with that. This is my home. It’s Ezra-fucking-Palaszczuk who needs to get out of my bed and this house before any of my little brothers and sisters see him in here with me. Or worse yet, if my older brother sees him.
oh my my…..ezra is such a shit disturber 😂
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