𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍 leaves Robby's lips as a phone ringing cuts his sleep short. Rolling over, his shoulder nudges Laken, "Laken! Answer your damn phone!"
"I'm trying to sleep." The pink haired girl whined, rolling over to bury her face into his chest. "Make it stop."
"It quit on its own." The boy sighed, closing his eyes once more to fall back into a deep slumber but is brought right back out by her phone ringing again, "Laken!"
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 teens move around each other in the kitchen, just how they used to do, as Alex and Vance watched from the doorway with soft smiles on their faces.
Robby quickly grabs two bowls from the counter, sliding them towards Laken who poured the cereal into them, sliding them back down to Robby, who then poured the milk into them.
Laken opens the refrigerator to put the milk jug back inside, grabbing a bottle of apple juice and orange juice, tossing the orange juice towards Robby, who catches it.
"Well, this is starting to look familiar." Alex speaks up, catching the attention of the two teenagers, both of them looking in the direction where Alex stood with her husband.
"Hey, Mrs. Callahan." Robby sends a smile in her direction, taking his usual spot at the bar in the kitchen to eat his cereal.
"Robby, what have we told you? You don't have to call us Mr. and Mrs." The older blonde woman chuckled, moving to kiss the top of her daughter's head. "I know that you have your karate tournament today, but your dad and I got called out our Memphis location for a legal matter, so we have to leave and won't make it."
