Barry

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Mia woke up the next morning because something was tickling her nose. Her eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the sunlight. Her arm was slung around another persons body and the mysterious thing that was tickling her nose was a mans chest hair.

Barry.

She remembered she took home a guy from tinder yesterday.

„What the fuck.", she whispered to herself.

„Mhhh.", a very sleepy man mumbled.
She looked at him. His eyes were still closed, mouth wide open, almost snoring.
He looked very vulnerable in this moment, like a child almost. Well except for the beard and everything. Mia chuckled and touched his nose, what a precious little nose he had. She examined his face and curiously stroked his eyebrows. They were thick and prominent, she liked that.
She looked at the rest of his features. Was it the way he way laying or were his eyes asymmetrical? She looked closer. Yes, he had a wonky eye or something. Fascinating. She should ask him about that, if they know each other a little better. Well, if he's up for that, she still doesn't know what his deal was. She just knew that she had a great night last night.

She smiled thinking about it, kissing his lips now. He stopped breathing for a short second and opened his eyes. It took him a moment to adjust to the light, just as she had to do and then he smiled.

„You have to leave, Barry.", Mia smiled, stroking his hair.

„Wh- at", he said noticeably disappointed and confused with a husky morning voice which was very deep.

„Yeah, my husband is coming home every second.", she said.

He jolted up, looking at her more confused then ever. „Your.. your what?", he scream-whispered.
She then laughed and grabbed him by his chin to kiss him again.

„I'm kidding. I'm kidding. I'm sorry. But now you're awake right? Let me cook you some breakfast."

He looked at her even more confused now.

„Barry don't worry I'm not married I just have a very poor taste in humor.", she laughed and he led himself fall back into the cushions.

„She is crazy.", he said to himself and watched her walking out of the room. He couldn't stop the smile sneaking on his face though.

Mia put on some short pants and a white shirt before she left her room and went to the kitchen.
Right at their coffee machine was standing Tara, with a messy bun and some oversized clothes.

„Well, hello.", she looked at Mia with a mischievous expression.

„Good Morning Sunshine. I hope I didn't wake you last night."

Mia went towards the fridge and took out some eggs, bacon and other supplies.

„Well, the two of you weren't exactly quiet but since I had a date coming over last week I'll let you get away with it.", said Tara while sipping carefully on her steaming coffee.

„And that girl was screaming so loud even our neighbors were hearing it probably.", Mia laughed.

„What can I say im just really good-", Tara answered with a smug face.

„Oh shut up.", Mia laughed harder.

„You want some coffee?", Tara offered.

„Make it two."

„OH HE'S STILL HERE?", Tara whispered now.

„Yes, when did you make me see breakfast that early, Tars?!"

„You're right, I should've been suspicious. What- how was it? Is he nice?", she started bugging Mia.

„He's so precious.", Mia grinned while making an omelette.

„How can an old guy be precious?", Tara teases her.

„He's actually not that old and very good looking. He's-", she started to explain when suddenly her bedroom door opened.

Barry stepped out of Mia's room, rubbing his eyes since he fell asleep again shortly after she left and looked across the kitchen.

„Oh jeez, I didn't know. Uh, I'm sorry!", he said while holding his hands in front of his briefs in order to hide that he was only wearing his underwear and nothing else. He slowly went back to Mias room to put on his clothes.

Mia and Tara just giggled.

„He is funny. So, you really like that daddy type huh?" Tara asked.

„What? No!", Mia threw the kitchen towel at Tara.

„Oh come on, literally every guy you brought home was over 6 feet, had broad shoulders, a dad bod and was at least 28 or something - I get your type by now.", Tara finished her coffee and set the mug in the sink.

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