A week alone part 1

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I woke up in my own bed. What? I don't remember going upstairs... Never mind I must have gotten my self to bed and just been really tired. It was 8:00-ish so I slipped on some knee high socks, wrapped my blanket around me and went downstairs to make breakfast. Eggs and bacon were in the fridge so after cooking those up I went to wake up the boys. Swapping my blanket for a hoodie I crept into their room. There were still a few unpacked boxes and cloths on the floor but the room was pretty clean. My brothers were passed out on either bed and one was snoring a bit. Not quite sure how to wake them up I tip toed back to the doorway and half-yelled "Breakfast!". Cooper raised his head and Jason kept on snoring. "get your Jason up, breakfast is ready." I told him.

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