I walk out into the kitchen yawning and stretching my arms. The sugary smell of waffles wafts through the air and I can smell the sizzling of bacon.
"'Morning," I say, half asleep. Simon pushes a steaming hot cup of coffee into my hands and I let the warmness of it seep into my fingertips. I take a sip, and sit down at the table.
Baz sets down a plate of waffles in front of me and Simon finishes the bacon. Baz continues to cook, throwing smiles as Simon as he puts a massive amount of syrup and butter on his waffles.
"Well you both seem happy this morning," I say.
"How can you tell?" Simon asks.
"Baz is humming. Baz never hums." I say simply.
"Penny," Simon says, leaning closer.
"Baz figured it out." It takes a moment for my brain to process the new information.
"WHAT?! How?" I say.
"A dream," Baz answers, taking out the last waffle.
"What?" I say again, confused.
"My mother's ghost visited me in a dream. She told me how to fix this."
"YOUR MOM VISITED YOU?"
"In a dream..."
"Wow I can't believe this," I say, in total shock. I abandon my waffle topped with strawberries and whipped cream and ask Baz for every single detail.
It has to be past noon when Micah strolls in.
"Hello sleeping beauty," I say. He always sleeps so late. Me, on the other hand, I wake up when the sun rises.
"Shut up, Penn. Why's everyone so happy?"
"They figured it out," I say, and his eyes widen so big, I'm surprised they didn't pop out of his head.
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Hey y'all. I'm so sorry that I haven't written in AGES!! Life is messing me up so much I can't think. Also, this chapter is short, I know, but hopefully I can get to the exciting bits soon.
And OMG I HAVE 200 READS?????? Wtw is this? Thanks so much, all of you. I'll try to write more often. Break is coming up, so maybe you'll get a few more chapters in the next week.
Thanks to all of u who are reading my writing. I'd love to hear your feedback and I'll see you next time.
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What We Are (Snowbaz)
أدب الهواةPenny has finally come back to London with her fiancé, Micah. When she goes to visit her friends Simon and Baz, she can't help noticing that Simon looks somehow, older, whereas Baz hasn't aged a day. What could this mean for Simon and Baz's relation...
