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5:34 PM

I am so hungry. I could eat a rock.

Yes! So you can break your teeth and I can find your identity faster!

Okay...I could eat some grass!

You are no fun.

I have been told.

By me?

Yes.

Why do I sound so rude to?

Don't worry, I deserve it.

I must tell you a lot. I don't talk to too many people. You must be someone I care about to.

I wish. No, no you don't care. I have given you no reasons to care.

Well whoever you are. You now have a reason. When my two other friends don't answer my texts, you do.

Ooh! Progress I see!

I read that in a girly voice.

I did too when I typed it...

XD

I am eating cereal.

I am waiting for dinner. So I am impatiently tapping one hand on the table and the other on letters.

Sounds like fun.

My taste buds are rebelling. They are starting a angry revolution in my mouth and I can't stop them.

Sounds like me before lunch.

Ha!

Oooh laughter!

I think it's the oooh that got me.

Again, me too.

Since you wanted to be a chef...when we meet you should bring me food too. Revenge for all those early wake up calls in the middle of my dreams.

That is fair, therefore we have a deal.

What are you good at making?

Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

Ah! So you are a baker too!

It's actually my specialty.

I will have to be the judge of that.

Soon darling, soon. :-)

So chocolate chip cookies it is.

If you are lucky, I will make brownies too. That is, if I am in a good mood.

I will be determined with charm that day. Be prepared. I love brownies.

I will probably make both.

You know, you aren't the bad.

I just hope you have the same opinion and thought when I reveal myself.

Me too.