Recap -
"I always wanted to have twins," Mrs. L replies, while making yet another video of Ryan and me.
Jasmine's POV -
(Continuation)
We glare at each other as everyone eats their dessert. After dinner, we all go back to our room till I had the cravings for my second love - Oreo, at midnight.
I tiptoed down the stairs towards the dark unlit kitchen when suddenly I bumped into something hard.
When did the Lancasters construct a wall in the middle of the kitchen?
I pressed my hands onto the wall, but it felt like a cloth. As my hands moved up, I felt something like a pair of lips, then a nose and eyes.
Hmmm...
A pair of lips? A nose? A pair of eyes?
What could that be?
Ever heard of the term 'homo sapiens'?
Uh-uh. That's it, I found out a homo sapien!
Congratulations!
My inner voice replies, sarcastically.
That came out wrong--
Before I could complete my sentence I was cut off midway by the homo sapien.
"Are you done caressing or assessing me?"
"I wasn't caressing you," I reply as I realize the 'homo sapien' is none other than the Coffee Stealer.
"What are you doing here?" we both ask at the same time.
"Ladies first," he replies with a smirk.
And now he chooses to be a gentleman. Note the sarcasm.
"I am hungry and craving for Oreos."
"You are really weird, Disney Freak."
"It's Jasmine--" I am cut off midway when I feel a cold hand on my shoulder and I see Coffee Stealer has also become quiet.
"Ghost!"
"Tarantula!"
We both scream but a hand cups both of our mouth shut.
"Why are you two screaming?" Al asks, revealing herself.
"Mhkfj."
"Tkdxv."
"What are you saying? Oh my hand, sorry," Al says, removing her hands from us.
"You scared us. Why are your hands freezing?" I ask Al as I sit on the kitchen island.
"Oh that, I forgot to switch off the air conditioner and when I woke up my room had turned into Antarctica."
"Why did you think it was a tarantula?" Al asks her brother.
"Yeah, how can you think a five finger hand is an eight legged spider?"
"I don't know that's the first thing that came to my mind. Anyways, I am not here for a chit chat, I just wanted to have a glass of water," Ryan replies as he sips his water.
"What about you, Al?"
"I thought some exercise might help me defreeze myself."
"In the middle of the night?" I ask, raising my one eyebrow.
"You don't get to judge me. You are the one craving for Oreos in the middle of the night."
"But that's OREO," I reply as I open the Oreo box. Yes, Mrs. L has an Oreo box specifically for me because she knows how much I love Oreos.
My smile immediately vanishes away when I see only one Oreo biscuit laying alone in the empty hollow box, that should have been filled with his other family members.
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The Barista's Girl
Humor"What do you mean we ran out of coffee?" I ask as my eyes nearly pop out of my socket. Don't judge me, it's coffee. "Seriously, it's just coffee," Ryan comments, sitting on the couch. "Are you kidding me? I have OCD, dude." "What? OCD?" Ryan asks, l...
