Tim slowly makes his way from his bedroom on his crutches. He didn't even remember going to bed last night. 

The smell of bacon was leading him to the kitchen.

He stops in the doorway and takes in the view.

Kirstie was standing at the stove cooking breakfast, wearing nothing but one of his tee shirts. Because she was so short, the tee shirt was long enough to be a dress.

"Good morning." She smiles as she looks around to see him staring. "How are you feeling?"

She walks over carrying two plates, tiptoes to kiss him lightly on the lips.

"Ummm, confused." He answers with a slight chuckle. "And hurting."

"Confused about what?" She asks as she pulls out a chair for him to sit down.

"Like, how and when did I get in bed?" Tim asks as he slowly sits down, laying his crutches on the floor. "Did you stay here last night and where did these eggs and bacon come from?"

"Slow down." She giggles. "You were still pretty out of it from the shot the doctor gave you and you ended up going to sleep on the couch. Adam and Avi practically picked you up and put you to bed. Yes, I did spend the night. And Adam and Avi stopped by a grocery store after they left the pharmacy."

"Where did you sleep?" Tim asks.

"On the couch." Kirstie answers as takes a bite of her eggs.

"You could have slept in the bed." Tim shrugged. "I'm not going to force myself on you, Kirst. Besides, you said I was out of it last night."

"You were." She giggles. "You were out like a light. One minute you were talking and the next thing I knew, you had fallen against me asleep."

"This is really good." Tim says as he takes a bite of the bacon.

"Breakfast is said to be the most important meal of the day." Kirstie smiles as Tim finishes his plate.

"I barely get up in time to get to work on time." Tim chuckles. "Adam usually swings by McDonald's and picks up something."

"Well, while I'm here watching over you, you'll get a good breakfast every morning." She smirks.

"How long do you plan on staying?" Tim asks but then winces at the thought of his question sounding rude.

"As long as I need too." She smiles. "Any complaints?"

"Oh. No, no, none at all." Tim answers quickly, shaking his head.

"Good. I thought so." She says as she stands up to pick up their dishes. She leans over and places a kiss on the top of his head. "Did you say that you were hurting?"

"Yea." Tim groans as he reaches down for his crutches.

Kirstie walks over to the counter and picks up his pain medicine. After reading the directions, she takes out one pill and gets a cup of water.

She turns around to see Tim on his crutches, trying to help gather the dishes from the table.

"Excuse me?" She scolds as she takes the dishes from his hand. "You're supposed to be taking care of that foot."

"You fixed breakfast. The least I could do is help you clean up the kitchen." Tim argues.

"Absolutely not." She says as she hands him the pain pill. "Here. Take this and go lay down on the couch. Doctor's orders."

"Yes, Doc." Tim sighs as he takes the pill from her and puts it in his mouth, washing it down with the water she gave him.

"Good boy." She giggles as she kisses him on the cheek. "Now go."

She makes sure that Tim is comfortable on the couch with his foot elevated and then hands him the t.v. remote.

"I'm gonna go finish up the kitchen." She says softly and kisses him lightly on the lips.

"Alright, I'll be right here." Tim smirks.

"You better be." She laughs as she heads into the kitchen.

She walks up to the counter and sees that she has a text from Mitch.

"Oh Lord." She mumbles and rolls her eyes.

She unlocks her phone. 

*Mitch's text will be in italics*

Beauty Queen: Girlfriend, where the hell are you!!!!

Munchkin: I'm taking care of a friend who sprained their ankle. What's up?

Beauty Queen: I AM SO DONE WITH AVI!!!!

Kirstie sighs and rolls her eyes as she sits down at the table

Munchkin: Why?  :(

Beauty Queen: HE'S BEEN SCREWING A GREASE MONKEY!!!!

Munchkin: You talking about Adam???

Beauty Queen: YOU KNEW????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  :o

Munchkin: I've met Adam. He's very sweet not to mention VERY good looking.  ;)

Beauty Queen: THAT DOESN'T MATTER, KIT KAT!!!!! He's a GREASE MONKEY!!!

Munchkin: So? What does that matter? As long as he makes Avi happy.

Beauty Queen: HE'S A @&%@#& GREASE MONKEY!!! He doesn't have the money to make Avi happy!!!!!

Beauty Queen: Apparently he works at the same service station that the other slime ball works at.

Kirstie huffs and grits her teeth.

Munchkin: Aren't you being a little rude? You don't know these guys.

Beauty Queen: WHAT?? This is Kirstie the Co-Queen of the UPPER CLASS that I'm talking to, right?

Munchkin: All I'm saying, Mitch, is I've seen a change in Avi. He's so much happier and it's all because of Adam. I'm happy for him.

Beauty Queen: He's only after Avi's money!!!!

Munchkin: Are you being serious right now!!??

Beauty Queen: YES!! I'M BEING VERY SERIOUS!!! That's what they do. They try to hook up with one of our society so they can sponge off us!!!

Kirstie can feel her anger rising as she reads the text.

Munchkin: You know what??!! I'm so done with this conversation!!!! BYE!!!

** Kirstie typing **

Munchkin: Oh by the way!!! The so-called Grease Monkey at the service station? The one that you turned the wipers on and hurt his hand? His name is TIM!! And WE ARE DATING!!!!!  BYE!!!!!!!!!!!

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