Good Morning

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Man, It's been a long night. I woke up twice in the midle of the night because someone in this house, that's not me, doesn't know how to stay still while they sleep. I wake up to the smell of bacon, of course. I go downstairs to see an empty pan sitting on the island of our kitchen. Someone's a lttle hungry this morning. "None for me?" I ask, walking around the kitchen. "Oh, I'm sorry but I didn't think you'd answer me in your sleep." Ashton responds, someone's salty. I roll my eyes and open the fridge, totally empty. There's only two cans of soda and baking soda in our fridge. I let out a sigh and close the fridge. I guess today I get groceries. I walk upstairs and get ready for the day and cme back down to see Ashon eating, again. Where is he getting these things from? Is there another food storage here? "I'll be out for the day buying us food." I at least want Ashton to know I'm not driving to Texas to escape, if I were to leave here, I'd go back to New York. "Okay." Ashton shrugs.

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