Chapitre 137: Listen to the moon

~Noelle~

"Knock knock, I brought you snacks." Greta's voice snaps me out of my impromptu nap. I don't know, I've been feeling sleepy since last night. I reached for the large shirt laying next to my head, just as she stepped into the room. She closed the back, and gasped. Before laughing. 

I chuckled and pulled the shirt over my head. "What's so funny?"

"You look like you just came back from Chernobyl!" She added a giggle to the end of it.

"What is that?"

"Don't worry about it. I found a newspaper when I was first living by myself, it had talks about Chernobyl and what was happening there. But you look like you came back from war! There are bite marks on your tits." She kept the tray on my lap, then she slid over to lay next to the window. Still laughing. 

"I know. You should see my ass, there are whip lines and teeth marks. You haven't even seen my back."