michael walked into the kitchen, dressed in a beige sweater and black skinnies. he smiled when he saw ashton's messy, curly hair. ashton smiled widely when he saw michael sit on one of the barstools in front of the counter.
"morning, mike," he greeted as he set a plate of chocolate-chip pancakes on the counter, in front of michael, who smiled widely. michael could tell that it was already going to be a good day, and he hasn't had one of those in a long time. "morning, ashton. thanks for making breakfast this time, i really appreciate it, since i said i'd be doing it the next time."
"don't worry, mike, i don't mind at all. just eat up, okay?"
"alright...thanks, ash."
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