Broken Guns

Peanut butter and Running

Waking up felt like the hardest thing I had to do, I couldn't explain how comfortable this bed was, especially the clothes I wore from the collection I found in the walk-in closet.

I realized that most of them were Black which of coarse made me look good.
The noises coming from my stomach was crazy and I really wanted to eat.
I got up and got changed into a grey tank top and some black leggings, I also found a pair of black army boots which looked good on me.

I opens my bedroom door and tiptoed downstairs, I don't even know why I was tiptoeing but there was nobody around so it seemed necessary.

After what seemed like forever, I found the kitchen and skipped towards the fridge and opened it to find rows and rows of food that literally filled the fridge.

I squirmed in excitement and took the peanut butter, strawberry jam and the orange juice all in my hands plus I juggled a jar of pickles too.
As I was closing the fridge I felt a presence lingering behind the fridge door and it scared me to death.
I closed my eyes cause I didn't know what else to do.
Then I heard the fridge door close and I sensed a figure standing in front of me
"Why the hell are you closing you eyes" Alanzo said.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding
"Oh god it's you, I thought it was a thief who wanted food or something"

" Tell me, why would a thief come in a mansion and steal food?" He crossed his arms and lifted his brows.

I shrugged and walked back to the kitchen counter and said "cause mansions have good food"

"I doubt it.... hey what's that" he looked behind me in a horrific way and when I looked there was nothing there, as I turned to tell him, but I found the great Alanzo who magically took my peanut butter and jam sandwich, which I finished making and he stuffed it in his mouth.

"HEY!! I made that for me you idiot" i said pointing at him and all he did was smile at me and said " that was one good peanut and butter and jam sandwich"

I seriously was not a morning person and I didn't like it when others messed around so basically he was going to pay for what he did.

So I went and grabbed a glass, walked to the sink and I sure know that he didn't see it coming, when I came back and poured the cold water on his head.

His expression was priceless and I laughed so loudly that I thought everyone would have heard.

"Oh you better run"
And for a second I thought he was kidding but the look on his face said that I was about to be dead, so I ran as fast as I could.