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Charlene woke up from the screeched of her alarm. Checking her phone, the time said it’s already six in the morning. Yawning, she slowly got up and rested her feet on the floor. “Damn… It’s Monday…” she mumbled as she stood up. It didn’t take much time for her to get ready herself since she used Mickey’s bathroom and didn’t need to share and wait for turns from Andy. Finishing her preparation, she left Mickey’s room with all her stuff she would bring home after work. She was making coffee when she heard faint barf inside Andy’s room. Looking at Andy’s door, “Oh, my,” Charlene mumbled. Andy’s stomach problem hadn’t been treated yet. Charlene continued preparing their breakfast. She made poached eggs, cooked bacon, and toasted bread. Soon after, the pale-looking A