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Non-Applicable
September 19, Sunday.
[Shadow POV]
I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. Today was going to be a good day. A good day. I smiled for a brief moment, patting Nox's head before wiggling out of their arms. I'm going to make breakfast. Eggs benedict. Why? Because pancakes are shit. (She hates pancakes, okay guys?) I wandered over to the door, quietly opening it so I didn't wake Nox. "Eggs benedict!" I whispered excitedly, and stepped lightly to the kitchen. I wandered to the cabinets first, collecting the English muffins, cayenne, salt, and butter. Digging into another cabinet, I grabbed a measuring cup, pot and 2 bowls. From the fridge, I grabbed the carton of eggs, lemon juice, ice, and Canadian bacon I had for some reason.
(I'm sorry, I'm not writing a whole damn cooking scene. So, after she finished-)
"Finished!" I said with a grin. Nox walked into my point of view, yawning. "Finished what?" They asked groggily. "I made breakfast!" I cheered, gesturing to the plates that sat neatly on the counter. "What is it?" Nox asked, inspecting the plates with curiosity. "Eggs benedict." I responded. "Looks good." Nox pointed out, before grabbing 2 forks from a nearby drawer. They handed me one, and I took it gently. I walked back to the island with Nox, pulling up 2 chairs. We ate in silence. "It's good." Nox muttered through a mouthful of food. "You shouldn't eat with your mouth full." I responded jokingly. "But I'm glad you like it." I added. We spent the rest of the day watching movies and anime. It was nice.
"Come on! It's too late! We need to go to bed." Nox hissed, dragging out the sentence. "No." I whined, dragging out the 'o'. Nox seemed to get annoyed, and literally just picked me up off the couch and dragged me to the bedroom. Their phone went off, and they took a moment to type something before swiping down on it, clicking something, and powering off the small device. "Who was it?" I asked. "Parents asking where I was. Told 'em I was gonna stay here again." Nox responded with a shrug. We snuggled up into bed with a quick goodnight, and that was that. Goodnight.
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