1 ~ You Naughty Girl

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- Aria Smith -

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Enjoy the vibe with the song up there!
Please don't judge with the song I chose okay. I mostly love Indie pop songs.
• Some of the song I chose may not
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~Aria ~

"Ari did you eat your breakfast?" My sweet grandmother asked from the backyard after she saw me walking towards her. She was my world, my life, my queen after my parents died. I hugged her from behind while she sipping her coffee. My mother died of cancer when I was 12 years old. My grandma took me to live with her and grandpa.

"No, because you smell good from upstairs" I said with a big smile after kissing her head and sitting next to her.

"What? You're going to eat me now?" My grandma frowned. I raised an eyebrow and laughed.

"You know you can't eat me, because only Papa can eat me" She smiled at me.

"Nana!" I yelled and now she was laughing not thinking about anyone else.

"Yes, I can eat your Nana, it's been a long time but now I have no appetite to eat anymore" My grandfather came from the kitchen walking towards us with a smile and we were both shocked. After I heard Papa answer, I laughed out loud and my stomach hurt. Nana was still shocked and slapped my back to stop my laughter.

Nana stared at me and turned her gaze towards Papa. Papa from the face smiled and now his smile slowly disappeared. "Why? You want to find and eat other people?" Nana said and looked at Papa. I held back a laugh because I knew Papa wouldn't do that because who want this 63 years old man? But he is my Grandfather, my hero, my real dad, and the most handsome man. Papa was scared after Nana got up from her chair and walked away from us. Papa is a hero and a good man but if Nana's unlucky problem comes up he won't be able to solve it.

I laughed at my Nana and Papa. "Dad, follow her and bring her heart back. Never come back if I don't see she smiling." I said in a warning tone.

Papa smiled and nodded. As he wanted to walk, I interrupted, "My tip is better to eat her!" I said and Papa looked at me with a shocked face. I winked at him and he laughed "You naughty girl. I know where you got it."

I laughed out loud and walked into the kitchen and ate the pancakes that Nana made for us. I can't compare her food to anyone else's or the chef of a 5 star restaurant. The food is the most delicious. I know where my mom got it from. Although I can't taste my mother's food anymore but my Nana's food is the same as hers and I can imagine that it was cooked by my mother.

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