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Hazel

It still baffles me how Damon was hell bent on coming over for dinner. I literally find it weird. He has never tasted my food before and yet he wants to be coming for good five days. I might as well poison him on the accord. To get my revenge for all that he has done to me. The troubles and the pain in the ass. To be honest, I don't know what has gotten into when I told him I don't like it when he's giving me a cold shoulder. And it's true. These days, I found myself getting attached to him with each passing day we've spent together.

There's this certain feeling at the pit of my stomach that I feel like it's too early to express it. After all, we’re still on the stage of getting to know each other. I've been keeping an eye on the wall clock waiting for the particular time to start cooking dinner. I don't even have anything on mind. I decided to search through some recipes online. A simple and moderate time food to cook.

I felt relieved on my legs after the morning jogging. Oka