~ pancakes and playboy ~

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UGH! it's saturday and i just woke up, feeling even more disgusting than usual. i brushed my hair and i put on my lip gloss and went to the kitchen.

pancakes.

pancakes was what they were cooking. everyone was oddly silent, very odd. i shoveled the pancakes into my mouth as fast as mike posner's career disappeared. my mom chuckled, "ali! slow down, you're going to choke!" "good," replied mike, "eat faster." "michael eugene! apologize right now!" "or what?" he snarled. "or you can forget grilled cheese night." she hissed, stopping him in his tracks. "s-sorry alison," he quivered. i nodded and he fled the kitchen to go watch porn in his room at max volume. again, boys are disgusting!

my mom took a deep breath in, and squealed, "guess what ali!" "hm?" i muttered through the food in my cheeks. she turned around and held out a magcon ticket. i spit my pancakes all over the table, and rover, our dog. he ate them. YUCK! boys are gross. anyways, i freaked the frick out! i didn't give a crap about anyone else there but jacob sartorius. oh, jacob. i'm swooning.

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