GraceI walked into my blue painted apartment, kicked off my heels, took off my straight black wig, and strolled into the kitchen."Man must eat," I murmured, switching on the gas and placing a kettle with water on it. I took out a sliced bread and picked my favourite strawberry mug from the white painted kitchen cabinet.Few minutes later, I walked out of the kitchen with the already made tea and bread. I sat down on the floor, ready to devour the mountain of bread before me.My phone vibrated on the bed and with a sigh, I picked it thinking it to be my boss, but smiled the moment I saw the callers ID."So, If I don't call, you won't?" Monica declared, her voice vibrating with annoyance."It's not like that," I winced, ready to explain how hectic the past few days had been for me."What are you eating?" She asked, out of the blues.
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