Z. is sitting by the closet door, whining for her 6 o'clock scoop of food. She likes things to go according to schedule. Her schedule.
So does S. He likes things done according to his schedule.
I guess I like things done according to my schedule.
How we all manage to get along is anybody's guess.
Must be how awesome we all are.
So does S. He likes things done according to his schedule.
I guess I like things done according to my schedule.
How we all manage to get along is anybody's guess.
Must be how awesome we all are.
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