Knocking once again on the door of the apartment, Zepp waited for his cherubun friend to answer. “One moment!” Soon Dove opened the door, and smiled at the pride bun outside.
“Oh, good morning Zepp! How are you? Here, come in.”
“Good, good, yourself? I was actually wondering if you would come to the Embassy with me today? The flowers need watering and well, I don't really want to do it with Primrose again…” He laughed nervously, explaining to his friend the exper...