21: Expensive Jam

FEYRE

Alpha Zade and I are doing a good job of ignoring each other. He keeps himself busy doing whatever he is doing by the sink on the opposite side of the counter, probably poisoning things or whatever. I don’t care. I stand here trying to figure out where everything is so I can make something to eat. Like a curse, no one I could ask how to help myself walks into the kitchen which just leaves the two of us and I would rather stab myself in the eye than walk out and make it seem like he intimidated me.

After what happened at the bonfire, I know he has it out for me. He is that type of petty loser so I know he is planning his revenge, if he hasn’t already gotten started on it. That thought has me looking around the kitchen in suspicion, everything doesn’t look innocent anymore.

When I bump my head against the counter for the fifth time, I decide to call it a day and just leave. If Alpha Zade doesn’t kill me first, I’ll probably get a brain bleed from how much I’m hitting my head.

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