Jesteśmy społecznością, która kocha książki

I’d finished eating my breakfast and discovered the words “Have a Nice Day!” at the bottom of my dish.
“Chester, does your food dish—”
“If you’re going to ask me to discuss the attack of cutes this place is suffering from, I refuse,” Chester
grumbled. “If I wanted my fortune told every time I ate, I could have gone to a Chinese restaurant.