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"But food!" Jeremy complained for the 80th in the past two minuets.
"Babe no!" Michael told the other for like the 80th in the past two minuets.
"But fooooooooood!" Jeremy continued to whine.
"But nooooooooo," Michael told him yet again before standing up and walking towards the door.
"Micha, where are you going?"
"To get a bottle of water."
"Hey, you know what you should do?" Jeremy asked smirking.
Michael thought for a second "Jerimah Heere I swear to god if you say get you food I'm dumping your ass," He threatened.
Jeremy rethought out his request for food before saying "Fine then. Seeing as your already leaving the room you should go and retrieve me a snack item from the kitchen."
"Oh my god," Michael just left.
"Does that mean you're getting me food?" Jeremy called out through the door still hoping he could get a snack.
"No!" Michael called back.
As soon as he a walked back in Jeremy loudly announced that he thought his plan would have worked to his boyf.
"Jer-bear the thing is that you come up with the stupidest ideas when you're tired."
"Doesn't mean they can't work," Jeremy mumbled under his breath.
"Whatever you say love," Michael smiled fondly at his boyf.