After a long and rather horrible day at school, Jennifer returned home and stayed in her room for the rest of the night.
She hated the things that had happened to her, and she even more hated the idea of what was to come the next morning.
However, time waits for no one, and eventually, the morning rolled around. Exhausted and in pain, the cursed young woman stepped up to the bowl, and reached in. Fearing what was written on the small piece of paper.
[i]Funny enough there are rules to this little game
And wouldn't it be just be a shame
If an asshole were to take
the chains that keep your composure from break
I can't keep this rhyme scheme
So here's a blessing
to keep your guessing
Throw away two of your fortunes
and draw two more
One for you
One for Kyle
Your welcome[/i]
As if the fortune itself summoned them forth, there are the three pieces of paper that you had been forced to draw before.
You have to keep one of them, but you can get rid of the other two. Now just to decide, or course... then you have to draw two more cookies, but one of those you get to put on Kyle.