The Art of Organised Cheating Part 1

You set the letter aside and begin to put away your books. You should be finished by noon. Mostly because you’ll end up reading a book or two as you’re putting them away.

After a while, Spike walks up to you. He’s hungry.

“Twilight. My stomach is yelling at me.” He says with a groan.

You shelve one more book before you say:

GO MAKE YOURSELF SOME FOOD, SPIKE

LET ME MAKE YOU SOME FOOD