"The Eyes Chico, they never lie." - Pacino.
I am not quite sure who told Poetess this thing. But man, she is always giving these gangster vibes. It is really hard to take a click, she sees me coming. She leaves. Humiliated! By the way, she is looking like a lioness here. And those pretty eyes really have strange affection in them.
Then there is this Prince.
He is kind of lazy, but at least he loves me. Oh tears! He will cuddle a lot, sleep a lot, eat and drink less in this inflation. And I am sure he will be a good king ahead. Because he knows that the general public is passing through some hard time.
Moreover, I think he, too, is a poet. Stays in his own world, maybe Prince should be named - Catovesky. But it is bit hard to pronounce, so I will think about it.
He is innocent, and loves every corner of the sofa. Just give him some space, and very next moment you will find him sleeping. Make those sounds of "kch, kch," and feel embarrassed. He will not even wake up this way. Only the Poetess, her mother, has this power to wake him up easily.
Anyways, this is it. No great drama this time. Just few clicks. One last thing before I leave: I need to do better modeling with the Prince. Lol!
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Peace 馃晩
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Pictures were taken using Infinix Note 50 Pro, and Snapchat was used.