A certain season needs to learn some manners

Summer barged in.

Where I come from, seasons are much more mannerly and they wait for a  proper invitation in the form of a solstice or equinox.

I don’t know where she’s going to stay but I guess she can camp out in the back yard. I don’t even know what she likes to eat.

I can’t afford to take her out and show her the sights.

This could get awkward.

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