THORNE'S POV One of the people I didn't expect to see this morning when I woke up was Tank and it was kind of like hell trying to get rid of him, he just wouldn't let go.I sat at the dining table, drinking coffee from my favorite mug, when he came to sit beside me. I immediately tensed— not because I hated the company, but because I hated the talking and teasing that always came with it. "Did you sleep well?" He asked, first time Tank ever started a discussion with a greeting. Every other day I have lived, he only just sneaked in upon me, I never even always saw him coming. "Yes," I muttered. "And you?" I asked, grabbing another mug and pouring some coffee into it for him.A mistake I shouldn't have made— because, technically, it meant you're welcome. Besides, if I hadn't served it for him, knowing Tank well enough, he would have done it himself. "Mine was pretty much amazing." He replied. I could have guessed his answer even in my sleep. Tank never saw anyth
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