"Good morning guys."
"Ah Maria. Please, not that loud."
"Good morning, Maria. Want some breakfast?"
"Yes. You know Azazel, I was going to make it but decided to wait for you."
"It's okay. I'm an expert by now."
"Why?"
"I'm the one cooking breakfast for Morgan every time she stays over at our house."
"Babe, I don't want you to put me down."
"Babe, how can I cook and hold you?"
"Babe, you're capable. Just let me hug you."
He puffs but doesn't pull me away.
"Well, Maria you've been promoted to breakfast assistant. Congratulations."
He managed fine. Holding me effortlessly with one arm.
The eight of us sit at the dining table and sleepy eat. I never get off Z's lap. Eating like a chipmunk, slowly.
We don't talk much.
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