S.I.X
There was a black pair of slippers on the ground, and I figured why not, so I put them on.
So fuzzy! They obviously didn't even fit me, but whatever. They felt too comfortable. I got up and walked out of the room. I followed the sound of what I assumed was a TV. The further I walked, the more familiar my surroundings seemed. When I got to the lounge, I found that the sound was coming from the NBA match playing on TV, but Six was nowhere in sight. I caught a whiff of bacon, and that was enough to lead me to the kitchen. I found him standing by the stove, still shirtless, but this time, he was in his black jeans, and his hair was slightly wet.
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