Sleepy head

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Lauren's POV

I woke up to horrid singing I mean it was terrible. I got up and walked into the kitchen where the noise was from.

"Bruno what the hell is wrong with you," I grumble grabbing my head.

"Finally sleepy head," he smiled.

"Are you always this happy in the morning," I groan sitting at the Island as he cooked something.

"Not really," he said and I smiled.

"Well right now my girl is on the cover of every magazine page and two I got some of that ass last night," he said and I smiled.

"Bruno," I call.

"Hmm," he answered.

"What the hell are you cooking," I laugh.

"Spam," he said nonchalantly.

"How the hell can you eat that shit it's disgusting," I said and he gasped.

"Is not," he argued like a teenage girl.

"Is too and it looks like dog food," I said.

"Oh really then taste this," he said.

"Nah I'm just gonna eat some frosted flakes," I said and he laughed.

"I don't have anything else besides spam in here for breakfast," he said and I laughed.

"Bruh this is going down in history rich people with no breakfast food man that's gonna be a fun topic," I smiled.

"Hey don't judge I'm just to lazy to go to the store," he said.

"Well good day sir I'm going back to bed," I smiled. I then walked into the bedroom when I was tackled onto the bed.

"Bruno get the fuck off of me your to big for this shit,"I scream and he chuckles.

"Come on baby one bite," he said.

"No your suffocating me," I said and he got off of me. I gasped for air.

"You trying to kill me," I say still catching my breathe.

"No just try them and you'll like them," he said.

"What the hell is this green eggs and spam," I laughed.

"Oooh that sounds delicious Sam I am," he said.

"Who the hell is Sam I am," I asked and he gasped.

"You never actually read the book have you," he asked.

"Nope I've heard of it never read it," I said and he looked at me in disbelief.

"Bruno you need to grow up," I laughed.

"No you need to grow down by the time I'm twenty eighty your gonna be eighty three," he said.

"Do you ever listen to yourself talk," I asked and he smiled.

"Nope I just say shit and then go with the flow," he said laying his head on my bare stomach and I played in his curls.

"You smell like me," he said and I smiled.

"Yeah just recite what happened last night," I smiled.

"Yeah wanna do it again," he asked.

"Go make yourself your green eggs and spam," I smiled.

"Here just try it please," he begged.

"Ugh you owe me a donut and some frosted flakes," I laughed and he smiled.

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