[Clarity is clear to see]
Can I forgive my sins or shall I die in vain
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@ RUNNER UP ON THE FAST FOOD AWARDS
Jodie navigates a world shrouded in uncer...
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Quiet
Why is there silence and mostly why for too long.
It's been three weeks and August has come to a near end. Every day wasn't much only my fear lingering on a loose thread.
I try to be happy.
Maybe that is my problem trying to think that happiness was the key to escape everything.
Today it's her birthday day.
Katherine
I feel horrible from the inside just thinking of this day especially on what's going on. Everything seems to be blurry at the moment when work is blinding every sinister act ,but I try to keep the tracks and small situations.
Steve is always around during the weekend and Lucas doesn't mind an extra person crashing over the weekends especially when all they do is watch the games when I'm not around.
Ian is great, but they is hardly much time for us opening a good conversation or maybe meeting each other outside campus.
And Xander we can't forget about him when mostly he keeps coming in the penthouse just to check up on me. I don't blame him when his name has been brought up as the case will soon be open to trails.
And let's not forget about about everyone who were close with Katherine Montano
"Morning." Lucas says, I find him making eggs when I walked in the kitchen to the refrigerator to grab a juice box. Grape flavoured, sweet and a bit sour just how prefer it to be.
"You don't have to always make breakfast you know." I said, I wasn't annoyed with the fact Lucas seems to be making breakfast since my work load kept piling up.
I find it really weird of him being in the kitchen cooking ,because he still fails on the simple tasks. "Don't act like you don't love my breakfast meals they are indeed thee best." He chuckles
I roll my eyes siting on one of the counter chairs, "You mean burnt toast and over cooked eggs?" I mentioned, just looking down on my plate made we sigh again seeing another failed attempt to good bread when it's basically dry at this point.
"Fair point ,but my bacon are crispy as always." Lucas grins turns away from the stove holding a hot pan with sizzling olive oil frying bacon.
The smell was divine and I'll give to him that maybe he should stick to just greasing up the meat than cooking anything else, seriously the logic that Lucas has in the kitchen is basically burn the good stuff.
