Emily 3
I’m one of those people that wake up and just stay in bed for about an hour drawing up the day’s plans in my cute little head, or just having random thoughts about sweet nonsense perhaps, yeah sweet nonsense, like imagining Blaze do a full split and his pants getting torn, or cuddling with Ron, that won’t be bad though, we could just make music together, pillow fight, cuddle then.. “Ding-Dong” Now who’s that trying to interrupt my sweet nonsense thinking moment, okay thoughts I’ll be right back, but I can just ignore the door and pretend I had headphones on. “Ding-Dong, ding-dong ding ding ding-dong” okay this person isn’t about to leave that doorbell, but I’m not expecting anyone, well except Ron, but that’s later at noon, I opened the door and was all manner of confused, not confused at knowing what to do, but rather confused at the way I should react. Right there at the door was the last person I wanted to see- “Blaze” “Hi Emily… Morning” He greeted, but this was