AIDEN.
"We should've just taken these cars to the garage and had them washed," I grumbled, scrubbing the hood of the white BMW like my life depended on it. "But what? You wouldn't listen and now we're still struggling to wash a single car for the past two hours, Nala." I sighed.
This was pointless. We could very well be lying in bed under thick blankets and cuddling. Or watching a movie, or doing other cool stuff than washing a car.
"Come on, this is fun!" Nala smiled from inside the car where she was 'supposedly' cleaning. Tuh! So much for cleaning. "It's been a while since we did anything fun. Stop being a big baby and let's get this done," she peeped from the car, winked at me then ducked back in.
It was Saturday morning, almost 11am, and we've been at this since 9am. The mating cer
