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"I see you had a good start to your morning," Ethan commented when I entered the kitchen. He was sat at the breakfast bar, sipping on a cup of coffee. The steam from the cup swirled above in beautiful patterns before disappearing into thin air. It made me crave for a nice hot chocolate or coffee. "That was a lame thing to do to get back at me, you have to admit," I replied as I poured myself a glass of water instead. Ethan shrugged. "That's all I could think of when I walked into your room and found you sleeping soundly. Mess with my sleep and I'll mess with yours." I shook my head at him. "How did you even get into my room?" "The door was ajar. I couldn't help myself. You were basically calling for it." "I don't know what to say to you," I sighed as I drank the water. It glided down my parched throat painfully. I didn't eat or drink anything after those two glasses of beer. And after the awful start to my morni