Layla

The party went on perfectly. But I was so tired by the end of it. "Ugh, this is the part when I wish I had a magic wand," I say as I continue to pick up empty cups and toss them inside the trash bag that Danny held for me. 

He chuckles, grabs a few I've missed, and throws them inside the bag. 

"I'd wave that little wand and poof! Everything would be nice and clean. I'm so exhausted." I say through a yawn. 

"Ladybug, why don't you go and rest? I'll finish ...