The Left Over Cookie
Falling In Reverse- Popular Monster B.B.: It's all over the news. My mom is standing in front of the TV with a cigarette between her fingers as the reporter tells the tragic tale of Caleb Moore. A robbery gone wrong. A future destroyed. A teenage dream in surgery with the possibility of never playing football ever again. Yes, yes. It's all very sad. "Did you do this?" she asks looking back at me. "Do you want me to answer honestly?" I ask her. "No," she shakes her head. "No. That's answer enough," she takes a long drag of her cigarette and exhales. "I need a drink. James!" "Yes, madam?" he appears behind us. "Cognac," she says nervously. "Yes, Madam," he disappears. I stand up going over to my dad's desk to sit next to Luc. He's watching Carson behind the desk working on his l
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