Twenty Five

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Calum

"What is life without bacon?" I asked.

"A miserable one." Michael laughed.

I noticed Dale opening his mouth to say something but he didn't say a word. He just kept on eating. He was wearing a gray t-shirt and sweatpants, his hair tucked behind his ear. He was sitting beside me, picking at his bacon.

"Do you want that?" I asked him.

He shook his head, picking it up with his fork and putting it on my plate.

"Thank you, sir. You are very kind."

I saw him blush. He ducked his head, starting to eat the scrambled eggs on his plate. Going back to eat, I heard Dale whimper as he stuffed his mouth with eggs.

"You ok?" I asked.

He nodded, clearing his plate in seconds. I kept eating and so did the rest of the boys. I could see how this would become normal after a while. I smiled at Dale, and he smiled back.

"When are you telling Bryana?" I heard Luke ask.

Silence.

Luke repeated his question.

Ashton stood up and took his plate to the kitchen, never returning to the table.

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