Cornelius pov
I'm still at Jonny's house. We are still working. I'm so tired.
"So, since the hand was in this parking lot we could go back and look for evidence." Barthemew says.
"Yeah and I've narrowed down the people parked there." Garfunkly says.
"Hey, I'm going to head into the guest room and sleep. I'm just so tired." I say and they turn to look at me. They smile and Jonny helps me up.
"We love you." Garfunkly says as I am exiting the room.
My dad hasn't texted me once and I'm kind of worried but that's most likely because he's enjoying himself. He hasn't had fun in a long time and I want him to have a break.
I get to the guest room and I lay down. I can't wait to lay on my stomach once I have the baby. I'm so tired of laying on my back. It sucks.
I eventually nod off. I can hear the faint sound of them talking. I love all of them so much. They're the best friends that I could ever have. (Especially Barthemew cause they're awesome)
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The Culinary Massacre
RomansaMe and my friend wrote this as a way to make fun of our culinary teacher. Enjoy :) ⚠️Warning⚠️ Smut, and lots of it CANNON ENDING ON @frogz3210 ACCOUNT NOW WITH A CHARACTER AI FOR MR HUSKEY!!!!!!
