Hi again! Anne Frank speaking. Well,writing. I'm currently writing on a bus,so yeah. We have been on the streets for roughly a month. We have been evicted,fired,and for Adolf—single. All because of our little rendezvous. Fortunately for Mussolini,he and Elizabeth are going to have a child. A girl. And Irma and Stalin have got married. And Churchill went on with his normal life. Actually,they all did.
We were at the food bank(we had no money) this morning,towards the front of it. "Hey Anne." Adolf nudged me to get my attention. "Yeah buddy?" I asked,playing with my hair. "Do you realize how rock bottom we have hit? I'm pretty sure we donated to this place!" He said,gesturing around the room. "But the thing with being rock bottom is,you can only move up." I said,and we were at the front of the line. We grabbed our food and then had to utter the secret password to the place we were going.
"YOU BACKSTABBING MURDERER!" We both screamed,but nothing happened. "Uhm,you backstabbing murderer." Still nothing. "Must've changed the password." Adolf said. We both looked at each other.
Adolf called the talk box,and asked them what the password was. Napoleon answered. "The password is vive la France." He said,and hung up.
"Vive la France." Adolf said,and we were allowed access. "Now listen,Napoleon,if any of our friends or family ask you where we are,tell them we left the city,is that clear? Cause we actually are leaving the city." I explained to Napoleon,who just nodded.
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Aftermath (A & H book 5)
General FictionAfter the wedding,Anne and Adolf's lives have hit rock bottom. Jobs? Kiss those goodbye! A living spot? Evicted! The only thing they have now is each other,and their clothing. Oh and their laptop. But the thing with hitting rock bottom is,you can o...
