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꧁𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞꧂

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꧁𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞꧂

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GRACE LETS OUT A YAWN AS SHE HEADS DOWN THE STAIRS. Her head was pounding and she could feel her body ache. She knew she had drank way too much last night but it was the only way to enjoy that party filled with supernatural beings. Although, this morning definitely made her regret her choices. She smells something cooking, making her glance around before heading towards the kitchen.

Walking in, she sees Klaus by the stove, stirring something in a pot. He turns his head, seeing the girl stop by the counter. "Morning, love." Klaus says as he watches the girl run a hand through her hair. Grace just gives a tired wave before walking up to him.

"Why are you cooking?"  Grace asks him as she knew that he didn't necessarily need to eat proper food to survive.

"Well, you were pretty hammered last night so I thought I'd make some breakfast." He states as he knew that she would need something to help her wake up this morning. Grace squints her eyes at him.

"You're never nice." She points out as she didn't think that he would just do this on his own volition.

"I can be nice when I want to be, love." Klaus retorts as he glanced down at her. Grace looks up at him, yawning her again making him smile.

"It does smell good." She admits as she watches him for a moment. Her eyes move to the coffee maker, desperately needing a cup. But Klaus only places something in front of her. Grace glanced down, seeing it was a steaming hot cup of coffee."Oh, my god. You are literally my saviour." Grace says with a gasp as she picks up the cup and immediately takes a sip.

"Ill remember that the next time you want to be rude to me." Klaus teases with a smirk playing on his lips. Grace rolls her eyes playfully but she smiles at him.

"Where's Jenna?" She asks as she hadn't seen the girl when she was making her way to the kitchen.

"Still sleeping, I assume." Klaus responds as she hadn't heard anything coming from the guest bedroom since he's been up.

"God, I can barely remember last night."  Grace says with a groan as she walks over to the island, sitting on one of the stools and placing her cup in front of her.

"You can't remember anything?" Klaus asks as he furrows his eyebrows and Grace only lets out a sigh.

"Well, I remember up until Jenna took me to dance. After that, it's a blur." Grace admits as she rubs her face a little. "Did she get me to my room?" She asks as she had woken up in her room this morning with no recollection of how she got there. Klaus just gives her a tight smile.

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