I was sweating, why the hell was I sweating?It wasn't that I could feel the sweat on me, it was the feeling, it was hot, stuffy, and I couldn't breathe and not to mention it felt like my head was being pounded by a hammer.A large hammer.And what's that lovely smell? It was a soft fragrance that c

I told him to wear his pyjamas. Stupid boy."Or, we can go upstairs," I said wriggling my eyebrows. He groaned his hands coming around my waist pulling my body closer to meet his."As tempting as that is, I think we need to go meet your parents, or family, who's actually coming?""Are you sure?""Ye

"Violet! Small!"Oh right.I looked at the chopping board, these were small? How small did she want them? I groaned and went back to chop all the pieces in half, again. She wanted "mince" not "dice".By the time I was finished I was onto another job, refilling drinks which was annoying. It was like

"Kay," I muttered stabbing a piece of chicken and eating it, chewing anything but like a lady, but you win some you lose some. With a nod she looked away and I rolled my eyes. I wonder how I look every time I roll my eyes, probably scary. I mean could you see the pupil or would it just be the white

It wasn't long before i got bored, and all the recipes and picture of food were making me hungry. I sighed standing up, raising my hands over my head stretching as I walked over to my desk grabbing my phone.Just a five minute break, a five minute break that was going on for three hours now. I looke