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"Hush, mummies coming." A familiar voice woke me up from my deep slumber, well that and the all-to-familiar sound of Thomas crying.
Sighing I got out of bed and opened my door.
"Alyssa, hand him to me." I groaned,
"Kay." The 5ft2 Portuguese, nearly eighteen year-old, head waitress for morning shifts agreed.
Alyssa was dressed in her waitress outfit with her cherry-red dyed hair tied up in a side fishtail plait.
Rocking Thomas comfortably in my arms I asked, "Can you warm me up some milk please?"
"Sure," Alyssa smiled walking towards the well equipped kitchen.
"Fiona?" I asked knocking on her door,
"Yeah?" She shouted,
"For one take your earphones out and two can you look after Anna and Tom for me I need a few more hours sleep, wake me up for lunch please?" I asked,
"Sure momma bear." Fiona smirked as she opened her door to take Tom from my arms.
"Thanks baby bear." I laughed.
"Rae?" Another voice whispered,
"Yeah?" I asked turning around,
"Doctor Ashton called, he says that the lab results came back clear for you, and your babies." Ashley my typical blonde stereotypical roomy called,
"Thanks Ash, I'll see ya in a few hours." I called as she left the house closing the door behind her...

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