The next day I woke up with Marcus laying almost on top of me. He was hugging me so close to his chest that it would be impossible to get out without waking him up. I sighed to myself and I started to think of ways to get out of his hold. I somehow managed to wiggle myself out of his hold without waking him up. I looked at the bathroom, but I did not want to shower without Marcus today. So I put on some socks and I left the room. In the hallway, I found that Andrew had thought the same. I smiled at him and he smiled back and we walked in silence to the kitchen. I made us some simple breakfast, French toast with scrambled eggs, fruit and bacon. While I made breakfast Andrew seemed lost in his thoughts. “What are you thinking about, did it not go well last night?” I asked him and he looked a
