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December 15th
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December 15th, the day Jeff turns 28.

I was currently in the kitchen cooking up some pancakes for Jeff's birthday breakfast. He was still asleep in my bed, but his little sidekick, Nerf, was plodding around my feet, hoping I dropped any type of food. Tyla was also still asleep, but I expected her to get out of bed at around 1pm so I didn't bother making her anything.

'Nerf.' I call the French Bulldog over to his now, fully filled food bowl, with his fully filled water bowl to the left of it. I make my way back to the counter, where the strategically placed pancakes were on a plate, with a side of fresh strawberries and blueberries. I drizzled some syrup onto the pancakes, not a lot, just enough, so you can taste the sweetness that it radiates, just the way Jeff likes it. I poured him a glass of fresh orange juice and took it upstairs, with the plate of food in my other hand.

I placed down the glass and the plate, on the bedside table closest to Jeff. I then proceeded to jump onto to the newly 28 year old. 'Wake up sunshine, it's someone's birthday!' I belted out, which in return I got a grunt. 'Ay motherfucker I didn't spend half an hour making these pancakes for you, you best get your ass I up.' I say, punching his arm in the process. He finally opens his eyes and meets my gaze.

'Good morning to you too.' Jeff smiles.

'Good morning baby, happy birthday.' I say, just before I kiss him.

'Thank you, thank you.' He responds.

'Still looking fit as ever, even tho you're now a silver fox.' I joke.

'Silver fox?! I'm going grey?! Where?!'

'No babe.' I laugh. 'You have no grey hairs.....yet.'

Without warning, Jeff launches his self onto me and wraps his strong arms around my small figure, squeezing it in the process. 'I love you.' He says as I feel his smile against my neck.

'I love you too, now come eat you breakfast before it goes crusty.' I giggle.

Jeff then sits up against the headboard and places the plate onto his lap. Cutting into his pancake, he turns to face me. 'Aren't you having any?'

'No I'm good, I've already had a fruit salad.' I smile. 'So on the agenda today, the squad are going to be coming round later on and we are going to have a party here, instead of David's for once, but until then my dear, we can do what you want.'

'Ok, let me guess the party doesn't have a theme?' Jeff jokes.

'Yes, it does actually. It's white party themed and Tyla recently ordered lights that can be turned to UV. So I decided to take it upon myself to buy some neon paint balloons, that we can throw at each other.'

'In the house?!' Jeff squeaks with his eyebrows furrowing.

'No are you crazy?! In the back yard we'll throw the balloons and when we come back in, we will put the UV setting on and boom, we'll look badass.' I chuckle.

'Oh alright. I got ya.'

'So what do you wanna do today?'