Chapter 487

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Nick woke up the next morning.  We followed suit quickly behind him still wearing our jammies. I went into our kitchen to brew some coffee for them to drink, took out their mugs, and start cooking breakfast for us to eat. Chad walks in next greeting " Good morning Sweet T." She mixes her mug. I replied to her " Morning Chad"

Our sister  bounced in  last greeting "Good morning guys."  We replied to her in unison " Morning Sis."  She followed  Chad's movements. Both of them  set our kitchen table in a deep conversation with each other. I poured out my drink to put back the carton in our fridge.

Breakfast is promptly served at 7:45 am. Everyone sat down around the tables dishing out our food to eat. Our usual drinks are coffee and juice. We ate together like one big happy family. Soon after eat we put all the dirty in our sinks.

I took a quick bath to change. Seconds later the basket is dumped onto my bed. My MP3 player is turned on and plugged in. I started to fold the clothes into three different piles. Minutes inn the closet and drawers. As for my siblings passed by to pick up their piles.

The guys are studying for school. A good percentage or our group is relaxing together in the family room. Our tv sets are turned on. I am reading my favorite book on the couch. Of course, I caught a show or two.

Mama Warren went into their kitchen to wash her hands. We are now in tow behind now. Pots and pans are placed on the stoves with food in them.  Everyone else has their own jobs to do. Our sister  sets the kitchen table. As for Chad took our both the drinks and ice. The kitchens are smelling good right now. Our meals are in their final minutes on the stoves.

Within seconds lunch is promptly delivered or served at 12:00 pm. Everyone else sat down around the tables dishing out our food to eat.  Conversations are going on throughout our group. We ate together like one big happy family. Nick and the girls threw away their trash in the bins.  After eating we put all the dirty dishes  in our sinks.

Our dreaded Sunday afternoon feelings are kicking in now. We are running around the apartments and house getting ready for the next of school or work. As for the Warren's are using their younger son as entertainment. Nick and the girls arrived home that evening. They joined all the craziness.

Mama Warren went into their kitchen again to wash her hands. All of us are now in tow behind. Pots and pans are placed on the stoves with food in them. Everyone else has their own jobs to do. Our sister sets the kitchen tables. As for Chad took out both the drinks and ice. The kitchens are smelling good right now. Our meals are in their final minutes on the stoves.

Dinner is promptly served at 6:00 pm. Everyone sat down around the tables dishing out our food to eat.  Conversations are going on throughout our group.  We ate together like big happy family. After eating we put all the dirty dishes in our sinks.

Kat and the guys stayed in the kitchen to wash the dishes and clean it up.  Meanwhile in the family rooms with the Warren's, remaining girls, and I watching tv. Everything is put back in it's regular places. All the kitchen lights are turned off. They joined us on the couches so it's now full.

Family time continues in front of the tv. We shared our favorite tv shows with the group. I walked over to my room in order to changed into my jammies. Later on, I  returned to both our couch and my favorite spot. I am nice and cozy.

My siblings got me to watch a few more shows before bedtime. I mentioned goodnights to them with hugs and kisses.  " Night Sweet T," they answered me in unison. Seconds later they watched as I walked away and waited for my door to shut. All of them focused on the tv screens.

All the tv sets and family room lights are  turned off. The group took their baths to get ready for bed. My siblings just changed into the jammies. I have been in my bed for the last fifteen minutes with  Junior. Soon after that Mr. Warren, Mrs. Warren, Jon, and the group say goodnights to each other. Everyone else joins me in dreamland that night.


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