There was the sound of running feet and many voices calling your name. You must have managed to slip out of John's sight yet again. I sighed and got up from my desk, reluctant to join the search party.

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I walked towards the kitchen when I heard a soft noise coming from the pantry.

There you are, Kiddo.

I chuckled heartily with relief as I found you seated on the ground, dipping Ritz crackers into Nutella.