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||BOOK ONE in the Infernal Chronicles Series||
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Once upon a time, in a town far far away, a young woman named Angelica 'Angie' Frost lives out a normal life. Unemployed, but with the best roomate that she could...
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‧₊˚✧ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ✧˚₊‧
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"Most Of Us Must Learn
To Love People And Use Things
Rather Than Loving Things
And Using People"
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Angie woke up to Mary Margaret shaking her. "Whaaaat?" Angie complained. Mary Margaret started chuckling.
"Sorry Ange. You gotta get up."
Angie had her answer planned. "No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
Mary Margaret sighed. "Well I guess I'm not going to bake for you anymore."
Angie instantly sat up. "You wouldn't."
"Try me sister."
Angie blew a strand of her dark hair out of her eye. She then lowered her lip into a pout. "You're mean."
"Cry about it," Mary Margaret fired as she pulled the drapes open, letting rays of light zoom into the room, briefly blinding Angie.
"I will," Angie shot back, reluctantly climbing out of bed. "Attempting to ban food from me is low even for you."
Mary Margaret grabbed her schoolbags and coat. "Well, I strive to make sure you are up every morning. No matter the cost. Now, if you get ready quickly, I'll drop you off at Granny's before I go to work."
