I woke up on a Saturday morning, ready for my mom to call me like every other day but when I got downstairs I saw her making pancakes like there's no tomorrow. It was weird. Especially sins she doesn't cook pankaces. I knew something was wrong.
It was a nightmare. What kind of person has this kind of nice nightmares. I just hope it doesn't become reality.
If only I knew that saying something like that would bite me in the butt later. I would have just held my tong.
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