The Deceiver's Handbook
I asked, smiling, my hand supporting my chin, and my face slightly bent in his direction.
“Like? Girl, I love it!” I’ve been wanting to get a new pair of these since my last pair got worn out. You are just a perfect mind reader, because what?” He exclaimed, hands up in the air in excitement.
As he opened more items, I went ahead to the dining table and cut out some slices of cake from the side that he’d previously cut open.
Inside it, there were layers of brown, red velvet, and cream. I sat on the couch with him and with the fork, I fed him a piece of it.
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