Jake got dressed in a pair of already tight jeans, a baggy purple t-shirt and his dads old sunglasses. He headed downstairs to find his mother had made him breakfast, a load of it, an absolute feast was layer upon the table.
"Go on sit down and have some, I didn't spend all morning making if just for you to not have some." She said it with such motherly love that Jake sat down, but he's still torn between whether he should eat the feast or not.
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