dragon-lovers

What a Day Abby Drack skipped dinner, I made Ramen, he never skipped Ramen. Something is up, he’s been in the bathroom for a while now. I got out of my seat and walked up to the bathroom door. I knocked three times. “Is everything alright in there?” I asked. Drack let out a high-pitched squeak. “Yeah, I’m alright, open the door, my hands are full.” He said. I slowly opened the door to see a shiny dragon with a large brush in their hand. “What’s the waxing for?” I asked. Drack never waxed his scales, at least, not usually. “I have a date with Sam tomorrow.” He answered. He kept reaching the brush down his back, he was struggling because of his larger size. “Oh really?” I asked excitedly. “How did you even get into contact with him, I thought your POD was broken?” “Oh, my POD is still broken, I emailed him from a library computer.” He said. I almost laughed; this is something only Drack would do. He kept reaching the brush down his back, he’s really struggling. “Did I get