Pancakes at 12.

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It was around midday when you woke up from your long slumber. Your eyes fluttered open and was met with a large bright sun beaming through your window.

You had asked your housemate, Annabelle, if she could've woken you up that morning but you just presumed she was lazy and thought the sun would do the trick. Which, somewhat, did.

Your bed was warm and your covers felt perfect over your outstretched body. You could hear the busy life outside passing by as you lay staring at the ceiling of your bedroom. It was quite entertaining hearing all of the cars and people walking around living their own lives.

After a few minutes of senselessly scrolling through the apps on your phone, you began to smell food from a short distance. It was delicious. The smell of beautifully made pancakes wafted through the apartment and into your bedroom. Annabelle was making breakfast, you realised grinning.

You jumped out of bed and hurriedly ran towards the scent in your pyjamas. Your kitchen was the same as ever. Although, your housemate was up, dressed and was in fact making a late breakfast for the two of you.

"Hey, bitch. Your up, finally." Says Annabelle not bothering to turn to face you.

" I asked you to wake me up." You replied as you walked over to her and looked at the sizzling food in the pan.

"I did but you wouldn't wake up, anyways, there's a pile over there. Don't eat them all." Annabelle said  as she pointed towards the kitchen island beside you that had a tall stack of freshly made pancakes on it.

You walked over to it smiling and took a few then placed them onto your plate. Toppings were spread out all around you and had a wide range of flavours. You had caramel drizzle, whipped cream, sprinkles, Nutella, fruits and more.

You dug into your stack after piling random toppings all over them. Annabelle joined you after she finished making the last few pancakes and getting drinks to wash your food down with. You ate, talked and laughed until you thought it was time you got dressed as well as her.

You walked back to you room and looked into your messy wardrobe. It was hard to tell what was what because all you saw was a big pile of clothes. You started to dig through them all after eventually finding a black pair of joggers and a hoodie. A perfect outfit for just lazing around all day. You put on your designated outfit and after you did the rest of your routine, consisting of the usual stuff like brushing teeth.

You were ready for the day.

Staring at your pc that stood in the corner of your room, you had decided to stream later. It had been a while since you last did so it would be best. You could ask Annabelle later if she'd want to stream on your joint channel named "the two amigos". It was always super fun to. You guys were the best of friends and like soulmates. You guys had grown up and done everything together. You honestly couldn't ask for a better friendship.

You and Annabelle were members of the dream smp, which you both found super cool. The whole idea of it was awesome! Her online name was "nyx.ofic1al" and yours was "tijo.com" you two had done face reveals and everything. You both were commonly known for being together almost all the time too. Also, you were both quite well known. It was because the both of you had big personality's that could make anyone smile. It was never a dull time when you two were around.

You went looking for Annabelle and you found her playing your guys's survival minecraft world on the Xbox in the living room. It was only you two that were on the survival world. You both made a cottage core ravine in the world once too.

"Hey, do you wanna stream on the two amigos tonight?" You asked her as you watched her play.

"Yeah, sure. What time?" She answered pausing the game.

"Is 9pm ok?" You asked looking at her.

"Yep" she said smiling at you. "You should join me, I'm adding to our graveyard." She added.

You smiled and agreed. You grabbed your controller that lay bellow the big screen. It was your favourite colour and fits perfectly in your hands. You placed yourself next to your best friend and joined the game.

You two were making a graveyard for all of your dead Minecraft pets. It was made out of cobblestone walls and had a few signs up with some of your beloved accomplices names written on it.

You were chopping down wood for some more signs and Annabelle was placing down the walls. You both were talking about some random subjects throughout the whole time. You began talking about your days so far and then it turned into talking about what's the funniest thing the other person had ever experienced.

After collecting enough wood, you were on your way back. Also picking up random flowers you bumped into. You got back to the house and continued to chat and work on your Minecraft world together.

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