It took Andy a while to drag herself out of sleep to the smell of fried dough: it took even longer for her to wriggle herself out of bed from under the pile of the boys' bodies. Joe had reached out and snagged her underwear band and she'd proceeded to shimmy out of them before heading to the stairs. Following the smell--and pulling on pants she was half sure were Nicky's--meant she had to wake up a bit.
"Early for breakfast, isn't it?" she asked around a yawn, raking her fingers through her unkempt hair. "I'm not complaining, though."
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Date: 2020-09-24 12:37 am (UTC)"Early for breakfast, isn't it?" she asked around a yawn, raking her fingers through her unkempt hair. "I'm not complaining, though."