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I can't believe we have 500 reads on this book!!
Every time I go on wattpad, I see like 10 new ppl had added the book to their reading lists so THXXXX
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I was awoken to loud sound in the other side of the house. Probably Jacobs bedroom, YES WE SLEEP IN DIFFERENT ROOMS Ewww.
I walked to his room and slightly opened the door. I saw him rolling on the floor in ashes of his own bed.
"JACOB!!!!" I screamed and he jumped, startled.
"What?" he asked with a raspy voice that sounded like a muffled fart, or I think it was him farting while talking. Either way, they both sounded disgusting.
"Wheres you bed?" I asked
"Ohh, that always happens, one thing you have to know when you live with me."
"How'd it happen?"
"When I sleep, I fart a lot. But they come out like fire so they disinigrate the bed." he explained
"Will it burn the floor?"
"No, this whole house is fart proof, just not the furniture and other things in it," he explained before I just nodded and was about walk back to my room until Jacob farted himself a lullaby.
I cringed slightly as he fell sleep before I went back to my room. Now I couldn't sleep and It was 4 in the morning. Hmmmmmm what to do.
"Ahhh I will shoot him in his sleep" I said to myself. I stuck my hand inside my invisible majestic beard and pulled out a sniper. I inched to his room to find him snoring and farting, creating his sweatshirt song beat. I let out a war cry. I shot him 69 times in his head. I went back to my room, re-hid the gun in my beard and slept, like nothing happened. I woke up to see If Jacob was in his room. But he wasn't.
I turned on my phone to see if he would answer a call, but all I saw was a twitter notification.
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I screamed so loud and farted in anger.
"I'M HOME," someone screamed from downstairs. I knew it was Jacob so I ran downstairs to see that his head was perfectly fine.
"Yesterday night, I farted so hard, that it made holes in my head. But It cured when I woke up," He laughed.
"Ya its the fart for sure," I mumbled before running out the door.
How is this possible!!!!!!!!?
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Short update snowgolem, update the next chapter if you can!!!!!!
