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Chapter 11 No breakfast

I woke up at 10, as I went out of the room. The whole house is so silent, my brother is not home so is Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Andrei. I went to the kitchen to drink some water. Andrei didn'y cook me breakfast. This is so sad. No

noise, no food. I grabbed myself some cereal and milk and begin to eat. My head still spins for too

much alcohol I consumed last night. I imagine what is Andrei be doing now. It's hard to imagine, he is

definitely having fun with Rose. Shit, my life is a shit. I should have grabbed him before when he is

cooking me some breakfast. Even Anabelle and Roberta had their pair at the end of the night, I should

have done the same.

Without the two , I own the couch, I'm dreaming while watching a movie. I can't even focus. Suddenly

the door cracks open Drake and Andrei walked in.

Hello my sweet sister! Drake came to kiss me on the head. I pushed him away and hit him with a pillow.

How dare you even talk to me you dissed me last night. I hate the two of you. Even you Andrei.

Im sorry, Tara. We are just caught in the moment. We missed human interaction I guess. Just like what

you said, we need it.

I'm so hungry what do we have at the kitchen? Drake inquired.

Nothing! I answered. Didn't Lisa feed you before you left?

Oh Lisa, Lisa, Lisa. She feed me well. And it's damn good. He laughs naughtily give Andrei a high five,

and they both laugh happily.

I left the living room. I don't wanna hear their conversation. They can make their own food anyway. I

stayed in they room. Thinking even Andrei is happy, he definitely had a good time with Rose.