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"AAAH." i groaned in sadness.

there wasn't enough nutella left to spread on my toasted sliced bread.

my younger brother, samuel, skips into the kitchen with two strangers behind him.

"did you finally look in the mirror?" he asked cheekily.

i glared at him, no comebacks coming to mind.

shifting my gaze from my brother, my eyes laid on his two friends. one in particular.

he had really nice hair.

my eyes back on my empty jar of nutella, i kept whining.

"urgh, why won't god buy me nutella. . ." i crossed my arms and pouted.

"you'll get fat if you keep eating that." samuel warned.

i lifted my eyebrows at him.

did he just-

i pulled out my middle finger at him while taking a bite out of my half nutella toast.

"how dare you direspect nutella!" i yelled at him as him and his friends go up to his room, probably to play video games.

i sat there in silence, chomping on my food.

his friends are pretty cute. especially the one with good hair.