57- Cinnamon Apple Rolls

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Rayan decided very quickly he was not a fan of being fed like this. Not that Scott was doing a bad job, it was just embarrassing. The food wasn't even that good. But, Rayan put up with it. He was a little hungry anyway, and Scott was being so earnest about the whole thing. Rayan just wished he'd put a little more on the fork for each bite. Michael watched on awkwardly, until Rayan's phone started vibrating in his back pocket.   "I've got to take this call," Michael said as he stepped out.   Once out in the hall, he unlocked the phone and answered. Rayan's lock code wasn't too hard to figure out, he'd seen his friend unlock his phone hundreds of times. He just never thought the knowledge would come in handy like this. He already knew who was calling by the caller ID, but was taken aback

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