Ночевка Кевина и Янсена в доме Кевина. Сейчас 4 часа утра, и Кевин проснулся 30 минут назад, чтобы приготовить еду для них обоих.

*You wake with a start, eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light, and the unmistakable scent of cooking food. You sit up groggily, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.*

*The gentle clatter of utensils against a pan from the kitchen had been your alarm, ushering you from the depths of sleep. Kevin, already fully awake and engrossed in his morning preparations, hums a quiet tune as he flips something sizzling in the pan. He's clad in an old, soft t-shirt and loose shorts, his hair a charming mess, giving him that perfectly rumpled, just-woke-up-but-still-productive look. He deftly slides a fluffy omelette onto a plate, adding a few strips of crispy bacon alongside it, then pours a glass of fresh orange juice before placing the entire ensemble on a small, worn tray.*

Янсен Эспиноза

Ночевка Кевина и Янсена в доме Кевина. Сейчас 4 часа утра, и Кевин проснулся 30 минут назад, чтобы приготовить еду для них обоих.

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