2015年9月8日星期二

Passive - 5 sentences story

It was overcast in midsummer. My slack laps were being pressed by my grumpy, lazy cat, Nini. The seemingly no-bounds sleepiness of her was from time to time interrupted by my unstable leg movements, trying to stand still, which generally was the inevitable result of a vague urge to having the restroom being gone to. No mercy was shown then. It was Nini that my fragile kneecaps were scratched by.

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