I woke up to the smell of breakfast down stairs, but I wasn’t sure if it was really made atau if Jacob had tried to kill my dapur down stairs. I grabbed my jubah mandi, jubah and ran down the stairs faster then a normal human could. “Jacob Black what have anda done to my…” He turned around wearing my new apron and had bunga all over his face. But my dapur was spotless and my Jacob was covered in food. “I tried to keep it clean so anda wouldn’t die when anda came down stairs.” Jacob told me while whipping the bunga off with the apron and walking towards me. “So what do anda think?” I...
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