Chapter sixty-eight
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I walk up to Jons's door, pulling the key out of my pocket. He gave me the spare key to keep unless he lost his which is, impossible. That man is always on top of his shit. He's probably the smartest guy I know. Nonetheless, he needs to learn his lesson.275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtA5YC6Ilrr
I know that he's gonna be with Jenna until 11:30 because he always comes back and feeds the cats at that exact time. He has a schedule. Don't' ask me why. He's a little.....neurotic. But, it's cause everything, and everyone in his life is chaotic and disorganized. I don't blame him. I unlock the door and walk into his room, locking the door behind me.
I put the key back in my pocket and take out the container of ants. His room is neat and clean as always.
His stuff is all organized. He hates uncleanliness and disorder.
That's how I know this will get to him.
I crouch down and scoot half of my body under his bed. I open the container and set it on the floor. The ants slowly crawl out. After a fair amount of ants has crawled out of the container I close it up. I don't want a MAJOR infestation. Just enough to irritate him.
The ants crawl spread creating a pile of tiny brown specks.
I scoot out from under the bed and stand up, putting the container in the plastic bag I brought.
Jon is going to have a fit.275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDar3m3yi4P
