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A/N: My knowledge of IHOP is very minimal. I've only been there once (3 years ago) so bare with me.

The drive was longer than we thought it would be. It was like a half an hour drive. It was fine though. It was a nice relaxing drive. After a week of nothing but rain, the sun had finally begun shining again. The sun's rays radiated as they laid upon my face and brought me under its warmth.

We eventually made it to the IHOP and walked in. It was partially full of people. The air was sweet and warm, just like their pancakes.(A/N: I'm not even sponsored)

We walked to a table and sat. A waitress approached us and took our order. I ordered a stack of pancakes and bacon. Scott ordered waffles and some fruit.

We began eating and had some nice conversation about our lives in general.  Aside from the conversation, I was pigging out on my pancakes. I didn't even realise that I had a huge syrup stain on my face.

"Umm...Avi?" Scott questioned looking at me. I looked up at him and he began giggling  making me slightly confused. "You have a umm....a" He gestured a line on his face still making me confused. "I'll just get it for you" He picked up a napkin and placed it on my face, wiping something sticky on my face. Now I understood. I started laughing too.

"It's not the first time" I joked causing Scott to laugh harder than he did.

We ended our breakfast and Scott paid for it all. Which was very sweet of him.

He looked at his phone and a surprised look on his face. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Mitch is angry" He stated as I rolled my eyes. "I'll drop you home. Come on let's go" I wish that Mitch didn't have to stop Scott and I's bonding time.

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