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"I didn't think you would make food for me. I guess it's true. When you assume, you make an ass out of you and me." He said as he grabbed a plate of Casey's spaghetti. Grabbing a fork, Jonas dug into the spaghetti, let out a surprisingly loud moan from how good it was. "Holy shit, you weren't joking. This stuff's good!" He said as he downed the food extremely quickly. It looked like as if Jonas hadn't eaten for days with how fast the vampire was scarfing down the food. Within the minutes, the entire plate was licked clean. Jonas grabbed his dishes and walked them over to the sink before proceeding to turn the faucet on. As the water ran and Jonas washed his dishes, he looked over at the boys.
"As you guys eat, I guess I'll go over the plan for tonight. Once we get to my street, you guys are going to stay in the car. I'll call you guys and we'll set up a three-way call, that way you can stay in contact with me while I go through my house." Jonas grabbed the sponge and began to lather his plate up. "I'll need you guys to park at the end of the street, not in front of my house. If anyone does show up, I don't want them knowing you're involved. If you see anyone suspicious, like the picture I sent you guys, or if you see anyone around my house, tell me over the phone. If you see more than three people that look like they're after me, just get out of there. I'll hear your tires running and I'll know the danger. I'll get out and meet you back here. That sound good?" He asked as he placed the dishes in the drying rack.
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