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I sat up in his bed as he sat up also. "I'm hungry" I complained, with a pouty face. Stan laughed and got out of bed, I just now realized he was only wearing sweatpants, and damn he's hot. "Don't worry rich i'll make breakfast" He smiled and went downstairs. I got off his bed and ran after him. He was already in the kitchen so I went in there too. I sat on the counter and watched as he made breakfast- pancakes specifically.

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