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Upon waking up, I realize that Mickey is not beside me in bed. After searching for him, I head downstairs to find him cooking breakfast. He greets me joyfully, but I tell him that it's too early for such cheerfulness. However, the sight of eggs and pancakes on the table is too tempting to resist, so I quickly devour the pancakes knowing I have to leave for work soon. Despite my rush, Mickey reassures me that I don't need to hurry. I explain my work plans, but he responds with a nonchalant "so." I slow down my eating pace, finish breakfast, got up out of my chair and walked to the front door. But then Mickey walked up to me, grabbed my wrist, and reminded me I forgot to give him a kiss. I happily kissed him and left with a smile on my face. But I didn't go to work, I went to some random spot and just sat there, pondering life. I was thinking, "Why am I even here?" Then, it hit me - Mickey needs me. But, I didn't really know what to do, so I just stayed there until I felt like going back. After a few hours, I was still there and if I had gone to work, it would've been done. So, I'm thinking of heading back home, but I don't really wanna leave. I'm just sitting there, deep in thought.

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