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“ This isn't the kitchen, it's the couch. ”

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘳𝘪'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳.

“ Need help on your assignment? ”

𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦.

“ What are you doing up? You're a growing boy you need sleep. ”

𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥.

𝘥𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹. 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘵. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺.

“ Fuck overtime... ”

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳.

𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘢𝘪. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘳

𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘏𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘬𝘢'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘑𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘱, 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱.

𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘑𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴.

𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘺 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦.

“ I'm going to name you jorts, and you can hang out with me while I stream. ”

Thank you so much for letting me show my true self, as disheveled as it is.

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⌞Because they’re an SSR-class family that I trust from the bottom of my heart.⌝