stumbling out of bed
“M morning “
Pantless but Luna doesn’t care
"Morning."
He then continued cooking.
sits, his unnaturally small pp bundled up between his legs
he wasn't even looking, he was turned around, cooking still.
waiting
"how many pancakes do you want?"
u uh 2”
"Alright."
After 5 minutes he grabbed a fork and syrup then turned around and walked over to the table and placed it down.
"There ya go."
