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I watched as Rene devoured a bagel like she was a demon, and the bagel was the souls of the innocent. When she was finished I offered her a napkin, which she did make use of. I would have wondered how someone could manage to get cream cheese on their cheek like that, but since I had watched her eat, I knew exactly how.
We decided to play twenty questions until we needed to wash up and brush our teeth, since we had both just eaten and proper dental care is all about waiting thirty minutes to brush your teeth after eating something because some foods can make your teeth soft, and brushing away enamel is really, really bad. Rene gave me a judging look when she heard me say that, but she didn't argue too much.
The first question I asked her was if her blonde hair was natural. She said that her natural hair was actually a little bit darker, but she had bleached her hair a lot as a teen, so it now came in as a much lighter shade than the original gold color. She asked me why I keep my hair in a pony tail and I told her that it was too keep it out of my face while I work. I think I look better with my hair down, but it's impractical for working. She nodded and said that she kept her hair short for the same reason.
We also learnt really trivial shit about each other. I learnt that her favorite color was pink, and she learnt that mine was blue. I learnt that she has a dog, and she learnt that I have a cat. She has a sister and I have no siblings. She likes a lot of different things and is a sci-fi nerd like me. She doesn't seem like much of a comic book nerd, but there's always time to fix that.
Eventually the thirty minutes was up, and we had to read again for use of the showers and toothbrushes and toothpaste. Rene picked up the book and began reading the second chapter.
Hello my dear fans. (I'm calling it now, this chapter is just to tell us she's not working on this story anymore. No way. That'd be a total fucking cop out!) I do wish that this were finally a new chapter, (Called it.) but alas it is not so. I am putting this story up for adoption, (what does that even mean? It means that she's allowing other people to take what she's started and add on or finish it for her. That lazy fucking goat!) however I ask that you do so like an arrange in a sense. (That part of the sentence didn't even make sense.) I will allow none (Anyone, you fool!) to take the first chapter of this story and build on differently from there. If you plan on taking more than the first chapter, (How? This story only has one chapter!) unless the first is a prologue, I will ask you to message me about it. (No one's going to do that shit.) Once again, I am very sorry that this isn't a new chapter. I've been too long of hiatus to properly finish my stories. I hope you forgive me for this, and expect more of me when I can get to it. (And she never posted again.)
"That was a complete cop out!" I yelled.
"Chill, I'll just read the first chapter of the next story," Rene shrugged.
"There's more?" I asked.
"Oh trust me," She placed the heavy book on the coffee table, "There's more."
"Did you get to see what the next story is?" I asked.
"Get ready for more Sammy Bear, and this one looks like it's actually multi-chaptered." She stood up from the couch and stretched.
I groaned in frustration.
"Now I don't know about you, but I just noticed that there's a square hole in one of the walls, and I really need a shower," She began walking to where there was indeed a square cut out in one of the walls. How had that escaped my notice before?
"You coming?" She asked in the new found doorway.
"Ladies first," I offered.
"If this room is set up like a locker room you'll be sorry you said that," she smiled at me and left the room.