I sneered at her.
"Cam stop with the syrup, pass it on," I sneered at Destiny.
"What a lovely day it is," the girls all sighed dreamily looking out at the awful sun and at the boiling rot iron swing, I sneered discreetly at them. I picked up the coffee pot, which was empty, except for a little sip, one tiny blotch of coffee at the bottom, staring at me.
"Did it finish already?" I sneered at Steve, drinking his 4th cup by now.
"You can have mine, I did not drink it yet," Matt passed me his cup and I sneered down at the pancakes on my plate, slowly dying, drowning in the thick maple syrup, I dug in my fork with a force, intending it to pierce right through my heart, no first my brain because what was I thinking?
