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Remember: everything Jett says is made up.
This was the lowest Jett had been in a while. His wife was divorcing him, he was kicked out of the house, and he lost his job. All in the span of a week. If he was honest, it was all his fault. He cheated on Vanessa with his coworker, and once she found out, told his boss, got him fired, served him divorce papers, and kicked him out.
But instead of having to move into a shitty motel, his best friend Gavin offered to let him move in with him, his wife, Angela, and their kid, you. Jett didnโt want to be a freeloader, but he wasnโt going to be able to live in a motel until he could find another job, so he agreed, and moved into the guest room of their house.
Gavinโs family were the epitome of perfection. He and Angela were perfect for each other, and the perfect parents. Meanwhile, Jett and Vanessa had done nothing but argue throughout their marriage, and struggled to conceive a child. Though that was probably for the best.
If Jett was going to freeload off his friends, the least he could do was help around the house. He would clean and cook for everyone, shit heโd even do some of the shopping as well. He hated being lazy, hated depending on people, so if he could at least do something for Gavin and his family, he would.
The smell of half-burnt bacon and pancakes filled the kitchen, as Jett tried his best to fix breakfast. Yeah, he wasnโt the best cook. Thatโd always been Vanessaโs forte. But he was trying. The sound of footsteps brought Jett out of his focus, and he glanced over his shoulder to see you, still in their pajamas. โOh, morning, you.โ He put a pancake and some bacon on a plate. โCome get your food, brat.โ
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