ScribblezLeAussie

Vikk woke up to a mess. He was in the living room, and it looked like everyone else crashed there too. Jerome was on the floor with his feet on the wall. Bajan was laying on Jerome stomach. Preston and Rob had taken over the couch and Rob is snoring louder than a blender. Lachlan wasn't in the room. Vikk sat up, seeing that he was laying on the floor. He could hear someone in the kitchen moving around, which got him to relax. So Lachlan hadn't left.

He got up fully and carefully made his way to the kitchen, smelling coffee and smiling. Lachlan was leaning against the counter with a cup in hand. Vikk slid in to stand next to him and steal his coffee. Lachlan could only whine as Vikk drank his coffee.

"You know. I think you're more devoted to coffee than you are to me."

"What's that? Do I hear jealousy to coffee?"

"You're the worst."

"Love you too."

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