... Behind them, Gendry groaned. "Lords and ladies," he proclaimed in a disgusted tone. Arya plucked a withered crabapple off a passing branch and whipped it at him, bouncing it off his thick bull head. "Ow," he said. "That hurt." He felt the skin above his eye. "What kind of lady throws crabapples at people?" "The bad kind," said Arya, suddenly contrite.
George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords
41/100 days of productivity: Tomorrow I will start my revisions weeks. So to motivate me I go to bed early, put cream and read few chapters. I should finish this game of thrones book a long time ago but I never have time to read anymore with all my homeworks. I haven't read a book since my French class books I guess. But I did bought books anyway.