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"well, good morning sleepy heads. bout time you two woke up." my mom playfully told us.
finn giggled but I was too tired to function. "good morning, mrs. Ryder." finn said, in his usual morning, raspy voice.
"well, you two go on and sit down, I'll get your breakfast in just a second." my mom informed us as we took a seat on the hotel couch.
I was still half asleep, so that resulted in me allowing a small yawn to escape my mouth. finn then turned and smiled at me. "you're so cute in the morning." he said, causing me to weakily smile back at him.
about 10 minutes into a spongebob episode, food was ready and served. our meals were the exact same but, our drinks were different.
finn had orange juice and I had lemonade. I'm not a fan of lemonade but, I was a fan of OJ.
"hey, babe?" I asked in my most innocent souding voice. finn took a bite out of his bacon and responded, without looking at me. "yeah?" he asked in response.
"can we switch drinks?" I asked. he put down his plate and turned to me, giving me a "really?" face. "lily, were not doing this shit again." he responded, lowly to me. "but baby." I whined, furrowing my eyebrows at him.
"dont baby me. i cant keep letting you get your way all the time. now, stop whining and eat your breakfast." he told me, as he proceeded to finish his meal.
I pouted once again and began eating my food in small bites, purposely avoiding my drink. once I finished my food, I slouched back. onto the couch, my arms crossed over my chest.
finn noticed and too refused to touch his drink. "lily." he called out, trying to get my attention. "lily." he said a little louder, this time poking my side playfully. I didnt even flinch.
he sighed and rolled his eyes. "god damn it, lily. just take the fucking orange juice." he told me, finally giving in. i gave him a big smile and snatched the glass from the table.
"awe, thanks baby. i love you." I said in a baby voice, then poking his cheek. finn just sat there, wearing his infamous bitch face as he swatted away my hand. "dont touch my gorgeous face, you spoiled brat." he told me.
I rolled my eyes playfully and giggled, then kissing his cheek. "you're so cute when you're mad."
