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Kiss after kiss his mouth felt like it was conjoined to mine but I simply couldn't get enough, his hands tussled my wisps of hair as the waffle maker timer went off. It was a bright early morning, a calming morning which was what everyone needed. Pancakes filled the air along with the smell of the powdered sugar that went on the fluffy waffles like a blanket.

Everyone was sure to be groaning from their headaches and hangovers that came from the aftermath of last night. I was still suffering from mine as it hit me like a punch in the head.

"Drink this", Nolan handed me a vomit-looking drink as I felt the urge to hurl my stomach contents. I resisted as he assured me there was no vomit in the disturbing drink.

"Where'd you learn to make this?", I asked him as I took a sip of the sweet nectar that eroded my nostrils. He rubbed my temple softly as I took another sip.

"I had crazy days", he spoke sounding like a dad who was reminding his kid of the 'good ole days'.

"Trust me, I know. I