Dave fell, limp, against Cuthbert's shoulder. 'Now look at me,' he muttered. 'I can't see beyond your ear. And I don't even want to see that much.'
'Hey!' Cuthbert cried, a little put out. 'What's wrong with my ear?'
'I don't know,' Dave muttered. 'You should probably get a doctor's opinion.'
M. J. Magee
Don’t call me Ishmael. It would be wildy inaccurate. I’m a web developer writing my first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. Um, probably the first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. When not writing profiles about myself, I read, build websites, watch Netflix, and sleep. Lots.You may also like
