AND THEY WERE ROOMATES
7:08, It was a peaceful morning, birds chirping beautiful, sun shining through your window through the slit of the curtain. Clear blue sky, what a good Saturday to sleep in on, or that's what you thought.
Bang, bang, bang. Roy stands over you with two pans in his hands. "Wake up sleepyhead" he says with a smile on his face.
"What the hell, Roy" you shout at him taking your phone off the night stand and look at the time " It's 7:10, on a Saturday!"
"I know" he says still smiling that cute dumb smile of his.
"What's that smell- Is something burning?"
"About that... Me and Jason wanted to make you breakfast" the fire alarm went off "And we're kinda fucking it up" he laughs nervously.
"Oh my God" you screaming, rushing out of your bedroom and into the kitchen to find Jason flipping a burnt pancake "Do you hear something?"
Should I continue this? I was reading comments last night and someone wanted more Jason and Roy imagines
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