Breakfast

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I found Noah sitting near the pool on one of the tables.

He looked peacefully reading a book.

Even though I felt nervous I went to sit with him.

"Hi."

He looked up from the book.

"Look who finally woke up!"

"I don't usually sleep so late."

"We are on vacation, aren't we?"

I smiled.

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Not yet."

"Were you waiting for me?"

"Kinda."

"Sorry."

"It's fine."

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