Who would do something like that? Only an idiot or a real stoner, right? And of course, she had been the angriest with him when he was supposed to tak... them to the theater but had zoned out on the sofa instead.But what to do about it, that was the question. Tell him his days of freedom were over? No more smoking allowed? He wouldn’t like it, but well, she didn’t like the way things were now, and after all, it was her house.There was something else she needed to think about too. Something that. A few days after that, I attended Abbey-Gayle'sparty, where as promised, I spent virtually all of the time hanging outwith Stuart and his friends. And a few days after that, Lee returnedfrom Wales, and we both returned to university, and life returned tonormal- or in my case, the new normal.Despite (or maybe because of) photos of me at Abbey-Gayle's party beingplastered over Facebook, I hadn't heard a single peep from Chloe by thetime I returned to university. How a person can go from declaring. :In dream: Mysteere: I won’t lose Chang Long! Long: I’ll die before my empire falls!” :Mysteere running his sword through Chang Long: Long: Mark my words I will have my revenge!! After that Mysteere would never forget the look on Chang Longs face right after he swore revenge. Mysteere: Ah! God I got to forget that dream it’s already been over two years since I killed Chang Long. There’s no way he can get his revenge he’s dead. :Falls back to sleep: :3 hours later: Ah man why does this dream. And Mrs. Hubbard.,he didn't know what the problem was, but he would find out.The person claiming to be Mrs. Hubbard wasn't actually married to Mr.Hubbard. She wasn't his wife, she had been his first victim. Mr.Hubbard had used his hypnotic and other abilities on the person whoclaimed to be Mrs. Hubbard and now she was a shell of what she used tobe. She had no past. None that she could remember anyway. She was leftwith only one desire. That was to simply do whatever Mr. Hubbard askedher to.