𝟬𝟳 || 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝘀?

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"Morning, ( Y/n )

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"Morning, ( Y/n )." ( G/n ) says as you drag your feet into the kitchen. You turn to blink at the older male who sits at the dining table, newspaper in front of him.

"Morning." You grumble, rubbing your eyes as you trudge into the kitchen. Your large pyjama pants hang around your hips, bagging around your ankles, almost tripping you over.

"Did you get enough sleep? You look pretty tired." Mikey says as he sits on the couch, looking at you from over his shoulder.

"Err... I'm fine." You smile before turning away from him and placing some bread into the toaster.

He watches you shift your weight from one foot to another as you wait for your toast before he shrugs and turns back around. You turn to the fridge and pull out a carton of (favourite juice) juice and a cup from the cupboards.

You groggily blink at the cup as you pour the liquid into it. Then suddenly, your hand slips on the carton, causing you to drop it, sending the liquid everywhere.

Everyone turns their heads towards you upon hearing the commotion, only to see you silently staring at the juice covered bench.

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