I was going to find something to spend the whole day of my time in a much entertaining way while I wait for Donnie to return home. Getting back to my king-size room Donnie had offered me since I got to his Mansion I noticed I had seen what looks like a board game but I wasn't sure.
Donnie had never asked me to join him playing anything like that, but then I wouldn't just be staring at the ceiling all day. I have to keep myself busy atleast with something fun. I am not used to this level of boredom. Even when Brown, my husband, wouldn't talk to me for days, I usually spend my time weaving threads. I was always feeling fulfilled at the end product of my weaving. One time I made a rainbow-colored sweater for Brown he was amazed at my skill but then he never wore it. I felt so unappreciated
