3Words: WRAPPING, WONDERLAND, TIDINGS
Last time Jeremy used it, a pink gown was pulled and now hanged in his wooden drawer with a thick layer of black wrapping. He always said it was his mom’s to every visitor. How else he would explain a dress in his drawer with no females for more than four hundred years in his dorm room?
“What performance?” Jimy pulled a blue robe. “Why do I need that?”
“Good Tidings! Is it some kind of joke? Why didn’t I get this one in the whole Wonderland?” Jeremy grabbed a bag and threw it to the Pole fish for a breakfast.