Ghost Of My Heart
He said, angry at the hunger that befriended Jennet at the moment.
If hunger is a living human, Hue would have to punch it in the face and toss it into the void where it could never find its way home. Even if hunger managed to get back, Hue would go to war with pan and spoon in his hands, defeating it endlessly.
Hunger, a third wheel indeed because nothing good could be enjoyed when it appears. Truly a mood killer!
However, Jennet was thankful for the appearance of the unexpected saviour. Hunger had spared her purity from getting devoured by the man before her. She was grateful for it, very much!
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