Smile

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Tyler's POV

Rolling over
I awake
Sun shining
In my face

Sprawled across
A large soft bed
I feel a pounding
In my head

I arise and open the door
Calling out
A friendly hello
The man walks over
With a smile
Why doesn't he talk
I wonder while
My stomach grows

He beckons me
So I follow
To the table
Covered in flour

He picks up a plate
On the counter
Stacked high with pancakes
And a jar of Nutella

Devoting breakfast
In a relaxed peace
Upon the sofa
Looking to the streets

Speaking first
I ask he name
He pulls out his phone
I think
How vain
Till he hands it to me
On the screen is just one word

Troye

With an e
As he smiles at me

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Phoenix

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