This is my friend Jake.
He is scary now. He has diabetes. And sometimes, he sneaks into my room at night, and creeps around. Sometimes, he takes food. Whatever food he takes, disappears. I'm really starting to get worried about it. I mean, my cake never did anything to anyone, but if it isn't in my fridge in the morning, I'll fear for the worst. What could a candy bar do in defense to him?
He also has lots of needles and vials of things I can't completely understand. Who knows what kind of tests he does in his room? I mean, I can't keep track of him all the time. And he is always counting these strange numbers on this little device he has. I think it's like a daily quota for things he has to make disappear per day. Because whenever the numbers are low, he brings unsuspecting cupcakes into his room.
I've never seen one return.
I'm just so scared for them...
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