Nimmo’s not so worried about his friends that he can’t realize how cool this situation is.
Ah, Friday, my old friend. You’re so warm and cuddly. You always know exactly what to say. You help me through the hard times, and you always have.
Ah! Imaginary readers! You gotta leave when someone has private time with the weekend. Sheesh. Come back on Monday, or something.
Discussion ¬