spasgeorgette
Blue Barnaby walked reluctantly toward the barber's shop. He knew that once he sat down in the chair, the interrogation would begin.
ajsdds
Petals, polka dots, and plaid prints. Swirls of color and texture.
The basement was dark and musty. It was filled with relics of a time gone by. Dolls that had been well-loved, rugs covered in dust, and silver picture frames that were tarnished with age.