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“Johnny.” Ты shake him. “Johnny.

He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”

“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some Шоколад sauce.”

“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”

“Apparently tacos with бекон, бэкон and Шоколад sauce.” Ты say.

“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the постель, кровати in his boxers.

“Don’t forget the Шоколад sauce!” Ты yell after him as Ты rub your belly.