I wake up, confused.

I don't remember falling asleep??

I get and rub my eyes while rolling over, accedentally falling off my bed.

"Fuck. Ow." I whisper.

I lazily stand back up, rubbing my arm from falling on it.

I walk to my door and walk down the hallway. While I'm walking, I glance at Patton's door.

I hope he's ok now..

Looking back away, I make my way down the stairs.

When I get to the bottom, I see something I never thought I'd ever see in my entire life.

Patton's not out here making breakfast.

I start to get a bit worried- well, actually 'a bit' would be an understatement.

But anyway.

I run back up the stairs to Patton's room, scared for what's wrong with him.

Frantically, I knock on the door.

"H-hold on!" Patton called from inside his room.

Lots of shuffling was heard before he finally opened the door.

"Oh my god, Patton! You're okay!" I pant, still not having caught my breath from running up the stairs.

"Y-yeah." He shrugged kind of awkwardly.

I sigh.

"Pat, I was scared something happened to you. You weren't out making dinner." I explained.

"Oh no! You guys's b-breakfast! I'm so s-sorry!" He runs downstairs quickly.

"It's ok, Pat!" I call from up the stairs, and then I make my way down them.

I sit down at the couch and wait for Patton to finish with the food.

Why was he so late to make breakfast?

Eh, it's probably nothing...

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Word count: 257

I'm sorry about me posting on Saturday again, I fell asleep while I was trying to write it..

Sorry about the short chapters recently, something happened and I haven't really had the motivation to do anything.