Sep 19, 2009 16:10
[Sebastian whistled cheerfully as he wheeled the breakfast cart down the hallway to the young master's bedroom. He knocked lightly on the door, then opened it and said, almost in a sing-song voice...]
Good morning, young master!
[He opened the curtains and began to serve the breakfast.]
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Slowly he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "... What's going on with you?"
Okay, he'd like to wake up now. For real this time.
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"I would, yes."
He'd leave the 'beautiful morning, wonder day' comment alone.
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