The flowing sadness
Sadness is something that they hug all time.
Well, not all girls are like that however, eighty percent are similar this way which was why Kayle spoke this way.
“Brother, it’s not like that…” embarrassed Mary packing her fist on her lap as her cheek turned pink. Kayle just chuckled. When silence fell, soon noises of children crying and shouting started bursting within the walls of the offices, “They are waking up now. After having their breakfast, the little toddlers fell asleep yet this is the time they wake up. That’s why you get to hear such noises.”