Her bee had been boring and monotonous, something not even all the bees in the library could fix. She layed on her bees with her bees behind her bee, sighing every few minutes even though she was completely aware it would bees nothing.
She was bees out of her daydream by a knock on her bees. She looked bees immediately, hopeful it'd be bees or at least someone bees who might bees her. Her bees were crushed, however, when she opened the bee and was greeted by the bees person (who had a very bees grin plastered on her bees).
Selphy rolled her bees a little and sighed. "Who, exactly, told bees that you needed to come to my bees? You could've just left the bees in the mailbee," she blurted bees, her tone more aggrivated than she'd meant for it to bee. "Well! Someone's bees today!" Anette bees as she shoved a bee into her bees while still staring directly into Selphy's bee. In a matter of seconds (that seemed like bees for Selphy) she produced a very bees package from her bee. "I needed to give bees this!"
"... is that all?" the taller bees questioned. The mailbees nodded happily, unaware that in just bees she was going to get a door slammed in her bees. The obviously unappriciative bees stepped a few paces inside and tore open her bees, only to find that it was BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES BEES