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17_Good Riddance To Bad Rubbish!

Author: Rex Rhezia
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GOOD RIDDANCE TO BAD RUBBISH!

Keondra woke up with another yawn.

“You must really be exhausted.” Hilda walked in with a tray of food.

“I didn't know you cook.”

“I don't, so eat with caution.” She warned. “I just wanted to make something for you. There are a bunch of things in the house. Fruits and veggies in the fridge, soda, everything.”

“What is soda?”

“This.” Hilda pointed at the can on the tray. “Try it.”

Hilda opened it handed it to her.

“Hm.” She licked her lips after a sip. “It's so fuzzy.”

“Mhm.” Hilda nodded. “Well, enjoy yourself.”

“What about you?”

“I already ate. You were sleeping too long and I couldn't wait anymore.”

“That means the food is that good.” Keondra picked the spoon and quickly tried it.

She looked up at Hilda as a distasteful look slowly settled on her face.

“Yeah, I decided to eat fruits and soda.” Hilda nodded with a smile. “I don't know squat about cooking.”

“Well, thanks anyway. I think I will stick to the fruits and the fuzzy thing.” Keondr
Rex Rhezia

Thane actually left Keondra 🥺🥺🥺 Why tho?

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