I woke up the next morning. Randy was asleep a few feet away. The sun hadn't risen yet and wouldn't for a few hours. I didn't sleep much, I never had.
It took me a few hours to 'secure' breakfast and the tools to build a fire and the most important part, wood that wouldn't smoke. The sun was still done.
I made a small fire a short distance away, where you could clearly see me from either tunnel but where the tunnels were still hidden and I got to work cooking up breakfast. The smell from the breakfast began to permeate through the trees and it would be only a matter of time before the girl would awaken and smell the wonderful food just outside her home. He hoped she'd come investigate.
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bacon? did you whip that up yourself? lol, jk. it is difficult to make bacon I don't think they would have had it back then. besides, I didn't know there were any wild pigs around...lol. but it's your story, you can do what you want.
ReplyDeletebah :P
ReplyDelete/fixt now it can be whatever kind of breakfast you want
ReplyDeleteoh, treturious reality how thickle thou art
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