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Sarah had woken up the next morning to the bright outdoor light streaming in through the window. She groaned, and tried to go back to sleep, but her body wouldn't let her.

She rolled over, the clock next to her bed had notified her that it was 11:45 in the morning. She sighs, shoving her head back down into the pillow for a few minutes before getting out of bed. She had always hated staying in bed too late. It made her feel gross, and half of her day was already gone. She would have to suffer through for the time being though, the 16 hour time difference was really going to mess with her at first.

She made her way down the stairs, shuffling into the kitchen and turning on her coffee pot. She connected her phone to the speaker in the living room, letting some calming music play throughout the house. Grabbing the mug of steamy coffee and adding the cream and sugar, she sipped it slowly while relishing in the calmness of the house.

She pulled out one of the chairs that are circled around the island in the kitchen, sitting and allowing herself to wake up peacefully. Sarah had gotten a text from Toby two hours ago, asking if she had wanted to grab breakfast.

"Little too late for that," She mumbles, opening her phone to reply. Before she even had a chance to, rapid knocking could be heard from the front door. Sarah groans, realizing that her morning quiet time was gone, and head to the front door. She tries to look through the peephole, but when she does all she sees is torso.

"Dammit, Cam," She mutters, swinging open the white front door. "What's up?" She asks, and it comes out rather snotty.

"Jesus, wake up on the wrong side of the bed, yeah?" He asks, and follows her inside back to her coffee. She ignore his comment, gesturing towards the coffee pot.

"Fresh pot, want some?" She asks, and he smirks, "I don't mean weed, asshole. And why are you here?"

"Good to see you too, Sarah. No coffee for me, thanks. I thought Toby had texted you about breakfast? Well, now lunch seeing as it's almost noon. So how about it? I'll drive us to the house and pick Toby up and we can grab some grub, show you around. Gotta get you accustomed to the area, huh?" He rambles, searching through her cabinets. Even though she had just moved in, she had made sure that her favorite snacks would be here for her. He starts putting some of them on the top shelf, which was bare considering she couldn't reach it.

She huffs, grabbing a chair and standing on it to grab the food from the shelf. "Could you cut it out, damn. I know you're tall and all but you don't need to flex all the time," She says, and he backs away with a laugh. He plopped himself on the couch, feet immediately going on the coffee table. Sarah sighs, walking over and kicking them off. "I just woke up, Cam. Could you guys give me maybe half an hour to get ready? I need to shower and change," She explains, already tired of his antics. He rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, you do smell pretty bad. Just come over to my place when you're done," he says, and leaves without a word. Everyone thought Cam was the sweetest guy, playing dad for all the guys. In reality, he's a dick just as much as the rest of them. Sarah couldn't complain though, she does love her guys.

Quickly, she finishes her coffee, rinsing the mug out and throwing it in the dishwasher. She runs back upstairs, headed to the bathroom. The water pressure was perfect, it made her feel like she was getting a damn massage. She couldn't waste time though, so she quickly finished the wonderful shower, getting out and drying off. She wrapped the towel around her hair, making her way to her room to pick out an outfit.

Sarah instinctively grabbed a pair of jeans that were a few years old, making them extra soft, and a plain black spaghetti strapped tank top. Grabbing fresh underwear and a bra, she got dressed quickly. She combed her long hair out while sitting at her vanity, applying moisturizer and some light makeup to even out her skin tone. She realized that she never actually does her full face of makeup like everyone thought, unless she was filming or going to a special event.

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