I woke up to the smell of pancakes and chocolate. It's probably Adriana. I felt something heavy resting on my both my arms. I painfully opened one of my eyes to be surprised by two kids on my arms. What happened? Where was I?
Then the events of last night came back. And the events weren't the only thing that came back. My head was hurting like a bïtch. But that was forgotten when I looked at the two snoring kids.
Madeleine's long dark blond hair were in a braid that was undone because of our pillow fight last night. Matteo had a small smile on jus face. He must be having a good dream. I brushed back his jet black hair to see the innocence behind the bangs that covered his face most of the time.
Even though they weren't mine I loved them like they were. My train of thought was interrup
