Dear Quin,
Was it just a dream?
I was still confused until this morning when I woke up.
I want to ask you if you're a dog or a shifter but geez I think I'm just imagining things... or maybe going nuts?
Heck, I don't know anymore.
But then, how can I ask you those silly questions if you're avoiding me. One, two, three days passed and still you're nowhere to be found.
Tell me asshole, are you going back to your old self being a major jerk again? You should tell me what's your deal cause I'm not a mind reader.
If you don't want to see me, then fine. I'll leave!
Ms.Nerdy
