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Michael woke up groggily to the noise of the half-broken alarm clock, Hmm. He'd have to remind Annabell to fix that later; it was because of him trying to fix it that it wasn't working properly. He looked over to the other side of the bed to see that his wife was still asleep, and decided to give her a few more minutes before waking her up. He got out of bed and slapped the alarm clock to shut it up, then walked over the dresser. Eugh, damned bags ... I look half dead. Ah well, at least I'm not in work today.
Michael quickly got washed and dressed; a casual shirt and jeans would suffice - nothing too fancy - and then walked back over to the bed and nudged Annabell, "C'mon Honey, you need to get up. Aaron's Friend's due to get here soon." He left the bedroom and headed for the kitchen, wondering if Aaron was up and about yet.
He walked through down the hall into the kitchen, and looked in the cupboards, wondering what to eat. He figured that Annabell wouldn't really appriciate him eating the last of the "good for your heart" cereal, so he stuck a couple of slices of bread in the toaster, instead. An owl scraped at the window, with the paper. He let it in, took the paper and payed it. Michael buttered his slightly burnt toast and took it into the living room with the paper, where he found Aaron already up and dressed, eating a bagel.
"Mornin' Aaron," he said with a sleepy smile, "do you know what time Fallon's getting back to England?" he asked, as he sat on the settee and took a chomp out of his toast. |