vesania
true neutral
Kristina
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I lightly scoffed at Miles's "famous coffee" remark, and playfully nudged him as our bodies met walking down the stairs. Instead of replying, I gazed around the house, admiring the redorcation that took place. It was different than his parents usually did it, but it looked more facisinating. As we arrived to the kitchen, I went straight for the fridge, grabbing the french vanilla flavored creamer. That was the most important ingredient when I made my coffe. I poured endless creamer in it, which made it taste "smoother" and less bitter than the usual taste. I set the creamer in front of the tiredsome Miles who looked as if he was sulking. I still felt bad that I had him drive here me over here, and how he could have been sleeping in his bed by now. Rubbing his shoulder, I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and ruffled his messy hair. Truthfully, him being tired made him look..more attractive. "Hang in there bud," I said in a reassuring tone. What Miles needed, was adrenaline. Something that would cause him to jump up from his feet and do something useful, not that he was in any position too anyways.
I scurried over back to the counter, and continued my coffee. When I was done, I pulled out two coffee mugs from the dishwasher and gave one of them to him. Thank god his parents decided not to redecorate the kitchen. I took a long meaningful sip, before placing the cup softly back on the marble top counter. The coffee was warm and delicious, as I felt it rushing into my throat and into my stomach. Yup, this would definitely help with the minor headache that I was experiencing, and maybe with Miles's too. Pouncing back up, I clapped my hands together, immediatly remembering that Miles's parents were currently still asleep and that it would be better if they didn't know that I was here. My face cringed in realization and I nearly let out a chuckle due to my lack of common sense. Trotting behind Miles, I hugged him from the back and rested my head on his shoulder. Thank god that he was still sitting on the stool and I had an advantage because if he was standing, he would easily be able to push me off. "C'mon, let's go do something. Anything."
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