chapter 6

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I tossed my towel in the hamper and discarded my singed clothes. A key card for my room sat on the sleek kitchen counter, so I picked it up and slipped it in my pocket, then closing the door. i took one step to the left and i was infront of Fang's bedroom door, so I knocked.

He opened the door and smirked at me as he let me in. His black hair wet from a shower, wearing a black tshirt and black cargo shorts, his bare feet pattered against the polished wood floors.

"So what do you want for breakfast? I can cook up eggs or pancakes or I can just hand you a bowl of chocolate icecream." He said, the thought of him cooking practically made my brain vomit.

"Bring on the icecream."

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