~~~Frankie's P.O.V~~~
I start to pour the cereal in my blue thomas the train bowl when I hear a small yawn. I turn to see Sylvia standing there only wearing Gerard's grey and black hoodie.
"Morning," She mumbles rubbing her eyes as she opens the fridge.
"Umm errr good morning," I say, although I'm pretty sure I also said, "isn't that Gerards hoodie."
She stayed silent and pulled out some apple juice and then grabbed a cup. I watched as she poured the liquids, the room was silent. I munch on my cereal as she walks outside.
"Hey, wait, where are you going," I quickly ask.
Sylvia turns around and says, "the store. There's no good snacks."
I quickly set my bowl on the counter and chase after her. "Hey wait, can we go to the bakery," I ask speed walking to catch up with her.
She shrugs and says, "you're the grown adult."
I laugh and say, "almost." I look down at her bare legs again and quickly ask, "Are you even wearing pants?"
She looks down and blushes. She stays silent, but I'm guessing thats a no. Although, that hoodie looks like a dress on her. We continue walking in silence.
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