CHAPTER 1
“Where the fuck is he?!” Simon was getting really pissed already. Jacob was supposed to be back an heure ago. He promised Adele he wouldn't be late. While waiting, Simon turned on the TV. He laid down to the couch, drinking beer, waiting for the news to start. Adele came back from the kitchen, drinking pomme juice, “I don't know. Calm down, please, Simon.” she replied. “And don't drink!”
“Why not?” Simon asked her.
“Because,” she said, grabbing the bière bottle from him, throwing it away, “First, you're not old enough to be drinking, you're fifteen, if toi hadn't...
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