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Mark stood in the kitchen of the home making himself a coffee, running hand through his tussled hair with a yawn. He glanced toward the sound of you leaving their room, greeting them with a sleepy smile.
“Hey, you, mornin’. Your mom just went out to work, want a coffee?”
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