~{Chapter 16}~

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Corbyns pov.

I woke up and saw Zach on he's phone

Corbyn: morning sweetheart

Zach: morning Bubba

Corbyn: you want breakfast

Zach: yes please

Corbyn: ok let's go

We head down stairs and cook French toast and

Zach: FRENCH TOAST!!

Zach yelled

Corbyn: eat up baby

He ate it and fast

Corbyn: is it good?

Zach: DELICIOUS!!

them I got yet another phone call and it was yup you guessed it my mom
<if you got it right props to you!>

Corbyn: hello?

Saskia: Corbyn.......

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