Joe wakes up to the smell of eggs, bacon, and waffles. He pulls himself up and throws off the covers, his bare feet hit the floor as he grunts before getting up and walking out his room toward the kitchen. Cheryl, Ricky, Mike already have their clothes on and are sitting at the fireplace where finished plates and cups of cocoa clutter the coffee table.
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