"Morning huckleberry." Said Maya, sitting up on his couch, off of his chest. He was wide awake but he didn't want to move.
"Morning, beautiful." Maya rolled her eyes and stood up. "Pancakes?"
"You got chocolate chips?"
"Four bags."
"Four?"
"Just prepared for the future."
"Then I'm teaching you how to make them so that I'm not always making them." She stood up and walked to his kitchen. She showed him how to make the batter and gave him the bowl to mix it. When she turned back around, he tapped her nose with the rubber spatula, missing and getting batter all over her cheek. She smiled devilishly and took the spatula from him.
"Uh-oh." He put the bowl down and ran into the living room. She chased him and jumped on his back, smearing it on his face and then jumping off. He turned around to see her smiling.
"My turn." He stepped forward and kissed her. She kissed back.
"Best girlfriend ever."
"Best boyfriend."
"Best pancake maker." She giggled and kissed him.
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Not really, fully, exactly dead (gmw/Lucaya)
أدب الهواةMaya disappeared one year. Was confirmed dead the next, and a girl named Sophia Reed appears the next and something is just too familiar about her.
