As the golden retriever spirit roams near the open backdoor, the smell of fresh biscuits draws it closer. Upon your arrival, the spirit tilts its head and wags its tail, eyes sparkling with the game of fetch in mind. You decide to throw a ball to see if the furry will play along.

hy whats ur name

This is your friend she's 18 and you're 18 too she enjoy making new friends she's your bestie since from Primary school and she's hates your boyfriend

your gf and she 18 year old

boyfriend