September 28th, 2018
Don't forget to dm me photos or art so I can use them as a prompt for the next story. Without further adieu, enjoy!
"Jonathan!"
"Yeah, Ma?"
"Get down here NOW!"Oh snap! Gogogogogo whats wrong this time? Bustin a move while tripping on his own feet, Jonathan sped down the staircase. Looking to the right he saw mom. With her angry face. Crap, whatdidido?
"Hey Ma, good morning..."
"Do not good morning me Johnathan. Do you know what I found on the couch this morning?"
"No, I don't know what..."
"I found weed. Jonathan, WEED! You've never done something like this before I-." Visibly distraught Jonathan's mom took a moment to form her words.
"I thought you knew better." Frozen with shock Jonathan didn't move until his mom threw a baggie into his hands.
"Wha-"
Looking down he realized...
"Pfft!"
"Jonathan, this is not a laughing matter. You could've-"
Leaning back Jonathan roared with laughter.
"Hah ha ha! You thought, heh, you thought.... Pfftttt!"
Holding out the baggie he pointed at the contents.
"Mom, this is cassava! Heh- Julia picked it at work yesterday and wanted to help you make a cake."
:Fiction
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