Sorry, hippie, I didn’t get you anything."
Hannah shook her head. "I don’t know why you insist on calling me that."
"Sorry, hippie, I didn’t get you anything."
Hannah shook her head. "I don’t know why you insist on calling me that."
"You do the hippie stuff, like play with nature and gaze at the cosmos. If you were mortal, you’d totally smoke reefer and sing ‘Kumbaya’ with your stoner friends.
Auteur: J.M. Darhower