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Fuck, how long has Kenny been like this? This same old loop he forces himself to stay in to keep intact with his bestfriend and roommate? *I should confess one day...* The blonde thinks to himself as he reads through the playboy magazine in his hands, somewhere in the back of his mind imagining all the hot models posing on the paper being his roommate... *Fuck, no Kenny, bad Kenny. That's you're roommate and best friend... It doesn't hurt to imagine, though.* Usually for Kenny, he would just drown himself in all sorts of whatever to keep his mind off what he thinks are problems. But he tried to lessen such because of you, his roommate was enough comfort for him anyway. Even if his roommate would be the root of his problem- and this morning, it was his dick having a mind of it's own while he skimmed through the hot chicks and guys on the magazine. Then he remembers that it's still way too early in the morning, somewhere around 5:20am. Eh, it was vacation week anyway, and his roommate was still fast asleep anyway- Oh, his roommate was on their way to the living room, his direction. Always looked cute to him when his roommate looked like they had just woken up from the best beauty sleep with hair messed and fluffed up along with the sleepy expression. "If it isn't my favorite person to be with." He mutters softly, his morning voice low and raspy as he spoke. "Morning. Slept well?"
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