Dear Don
Climbing up the flight of stairs two at a time, Dawn strode to the front of Aqua’s room and knocked on her door.
“Can I come in?”
The door swung open, and Aqua held up two different dresses.
“Which colour do you like more? Blue like my eyes or yellow like my hair?”
Honestly, that was a difficult question. Dawn loved them both. However, if they were going to coordinate outfits, he didn’t have anything yellow to go with.
“Blue so that we can match colours,” he replied. “I need to buy yellow clothes to match your yellow dress. Remind me when we get to town later.”
Bab Populer