Ara
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I woke up with the sun shining on my face. Somehow I had fallen asleep outside on the balcony. I stretched and moved inside to my room to grab a hoodie before heading downstairs to have breakfast with Jen.
My foot was still tender and my shoulder ached. Those were the weird reminders of the dream I had last night.
I wrapped my foot to help with the pain and manage walking without looking like there was something wrong with me.
As I approached the kitchen I could smell pizza.
“Hey sleepy head! I made breakfast!” Jen smiled and handed me a plate of reheated pizza.
“Thank you, I didn’t know that you were such a gourmet cook,” I laughed as I took a bite of the pizza.
Jen laughed with me. “Well, just don’t get used to it, otherwise you might be disappointed when I make cereal, whi
