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Disappointed

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for not updating as much... ;-; call it writers' block... but here you go, a chapter...

Sanna's POV

As soon as I pinched myself, I woke up with an angry Miles and a worried landlord, because apparently, we went straight to the door and hit our head making us fall unconscious, and the landlord heard the loud bump so she went and investigated what made the loud bump.

So in other words, all was a dream. Nothing happened there, we never met them, we never went shopping, we never ate, but we came to Korea which is a plus? Right? So no more complaining parents! Yay! And that wasn't a sarcastic 'Yay' it was a happy yay, and I am currently crying on the floor, don't know why though... I just tend to do that.

But with loving friends that I don't have, I soon got over it and decided to make some food.

Time Skip

"Muls! Go and buy some food! Or I'll pay rent and everything." I yelled. And moments later I heard the front door open and slam closed and smiled victoriously, how to get your friends to shop for you in a foreign country.

"Ash, you better help me with dinner OR I'll cook every day we are here and not letting you buy ANYTHING!" I yelled once again and heard the TV turn off and hurried footsteps closing into the kitchen, and once again smiling in victory.

(THIS STUPID FLY IS RUINING MY CONCENTRATION!)

Time Skip

"ASH! YOU CAN'T COOK A RACCOON LIKE THAT!" I scolded her for trying to cook a living raccoon, like seriously, WHO DOES THAT!? I understand her background with raccoons, barking and yelling at them at three am, but that doesn't mean she can still hate them after... let's have a short math class with Sanna! When you subtract something do you have the bigger number first and subtract the smaller number or reverse...

*Takes computer and opens it and go to Google*

"How to subtract something..." I talked to myself as I read lines on the internet. But shut it closed as I counted on my fingers. "Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one... that's eight fingers... SHE HAS HATED RACCOONS FOR EIGHT YEARS!?"

(GOOD NEWS EVERYBODY! I KILLED THE FLY!!!!! OmG i JuSt SnEeZeD aNd I aM oN mY pErIoD)

"Ash... we need to talk about your hatred towards raccoons..."

"I don't hate raccoons..."

"LOOK A RACCOON!"

"WHERE IS THE BASTARD!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?"

"See what I mean?"

"Yeah..."

"Now we have talked about your hatred towards raccoons, let's get dinner ready"

"DID SOMEONE SAY DINNER!?" Miles yelled from the living room'.

"NO!" Ash and I yelled in unison.

Sooooooooooooooo sorry for a short chapter, but I just felt that I had something for you guys... so here ya go... please do message me for something you want in this book or you just want your character here and I may fix it ;)

But if you have the same bias as any of the original character (Ash, me and Miles) you may come in another person than you originally are in, like a complete bitch, but don't worry. Just give me your ideas and YOU may see them on here! (Just PM (Private message for those who got no idea what it meant, and if you already did, please don't bug the other who didn't know) me and I will reply as fast as possible. And this is just open as far this book is underwriting)