She slowly set down the pancakes with the syrup dripping almost like her tears that she shed the night before, the warmness wafted into her face. It reminded her of her ex. She slowly put the silver fork into the pancake stack and took out a peice. She ate the peice slowly. Like she would eat...other things...she thought that she needed more and began shoving it down her face. The taste was beyond amazing. Her eyes lit up with joy. Her body started to tingle. It moved in ways that werent possible before. She squirmed in her seat.
