Niall Horan → an rp blog about a boy and his life.
I start giggling. “I won’t eat the sand. You don’t have to worry about that. Eating sand wouldn’t taste good.” I say. “What would you like to do after our village is done?” I ask her. ~N
“I bet my da’ is going to call us in for lunch soon so if he doesn’t call us in after we finish the village we can find things to make little people out of,” I say making another little house. ~K