Don't eat my Cake by erinhull

Don't eat my Cake

So I have this thing called a roommate. I also have (had) this thing called cake. You see, it was my birthday last week and my friends made me this balling brownie cake. It's covered in berries (my favorite thing in the world). And they made me two of these pies. So I have one in my room. I keep getting these texts from my roommate saying "im eating your cate, tell me to stop." She told me she ate like half. I didn't check until this morning. She really did eat that much. But, as she pointed out, she left all the raspberries for me (my ultimate favorite food). Hence why the pie is cut in such an odd fashion. Thanks.
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