as usual i was rushing this morning
call up for ashley to come in
but no respond...
again i call her.. or more precisely politely scream..
( duh... how do u scream politely?)
imagine homer screamed knowing the beer was out of stock
now back to the story,
i search for her
n there she was, by the window.. staring for her future..
but this time the window was OPEN!
F.C.U.K ... yes fcuk
n she was on the other side of the window n grill n n n n ..
lure her, fail
call her , fail
peek-a-boo her, fail
so walk slowly, mind my own business,
open the grill,
then grab her,
... so... safe... on a safer side of the window of elevenishh something floor ...