Foolish Games6

By: the female apophis

Blah, blah, blah, you know the routine by now!

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Jacob awoke the next morning feeling the best he had in years.

No offense Selmak.

None taken.

He crept down to the kitchen, knowing that Sam would need a good cup of coffee, and something in her stomach. He set about making her some pancakes.

When they were done he loaded up a tray and made his way to her bedroom.

He opened the door, and promptly dropped the tray, spilling the food and drinks, while also managing to break a plate.

~fin~

AM I CRUEL OR WHAT?

Don't get mad at me. My friend Nathena was the one who made me make these things this short. Blame her, not me!