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"What in the world?" I woke up to a male's voice say.

I opened my eyes, and it took me a few seconds to register why Vince was sleeping on my bed next to me, but then I remembered what happened.

"Hey, Vince," I said with a smile.

Vince's eyes widened, and I realized he must have not remembered what happened after his drink was spiked last night.

"Nothing happened," I reassured him. Then, I explained to him what happened yesterday.

"My drink was spiked?" He asked, looking confused.

"Yeah, but thankfully we noticed in time. You were acting drunk, that's all."

"Wow." He blinked.

Chelsea barged in my room with a grin. "Hey, did you two-" She started to say before I interrupted.

"We can have pancakes for breakfast," I said to Chelsea, giving her a look.

"Sure thing!" She walked out of the room.

"You can stay over for breakfast, if you would like," I said to Vince.

"Sure, I'd like that," Vince said, nodding his head.

"Good." I smiled.

We fell into an awkward silence as we were sitting on my bed. "I'll go get changed, and you can just do what you want."

"Yeah, of course." He smiled, then walked out of the room.

I quickly got ready, and then went to the living room, where Vince was.

"Pancakes are done!" Chelsea exclaimed. "I burnt the first batch, but these are a lot better."

"Chelsea usually burns food, by the way," I told Vince, laughing.

"Then why don't you cook?" Vince asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Because if Chelsea wants to, she can."

"Hey, why don't you let Vince borrow some clothes?" Chelsea asked me.

I blinked, giving her a confused look. "Because he's a man?" I said to her.

"No, not that." She rolled her eyes. "Didn't that last guy you date left some clothes?"

My eyes widened, and I gave her an annoyed look. "I don't remember, and if so, why would I give that to Vince? That would be really weird." I glanced over at Vince, who had an awkward smile on his face.

"Oh...right. Carry along then." She gave me an apologetic look, then walked into her room with her pancakes and orange juice.

"Sorry about that," I said to Vince, sighing. "She's...different sometimes."

"I never would have guessed," Vince said, and we laughed.

We went to the kitchen to get our pancakes. I put whipped cream on my pancakes, along with strawberries. Vince put maple syrup on his pancakes.

"Is that really breakfast?" Vince asked as he looked at my plate.

"Of course," I said, shrugging. "It has healthy strawberries on it, so it's healthy." I grinned.

"Well, I can't really talk either since I have syrup on mine." He chuckled.

"I was about to say that actually."

"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrows, having an amused smile on his face.

"Yeah." I laughed.

We ate our pancakes, and then put our dishes in the dishwasher.

Chelsea came out, then put her dishes in the dishwasher. "Hey, Vince, if you want, you can use this extra toothbrush I have, since you probably don't have any here," she said.

"Thanks for the offer, but actually, I always carry a small toothbrush and toothpaste with me," Vince said, taking them out of his suit pocket. "And yes, I already used it today."

"Oh okay." She nodded.

"You take that everywhere you go?" I asked him.

"Yes," he said, nodding. "Why? Do you think that's weird?" He chuckled.

"Kind of, but it's a good weird." I laughed. "I just don't normally hear of people doing that."

"Is that a C.E.O. thing?" Chelsea asked.

I shook my head, cringing internally at her question.

"Not really, but it's just my kind of thing," Vince said, chuckling.

"Interesting." She turned to me. "By the way, I got to make out with the bartender guy last night."

I gave her a thumbs up, and then laughed.

Vince blinked, not knowing what to do or how to respond to that.

"Chelsea is always looking for a boyfriend," I whispered to Vince.

"I can tell," Vince said.

"Hey, what about that guy, Sanjay? Is he single?" Chelsea asked me.

"Ugh, you keep asking me about him," I said, rolling my eyes. "Yes, he's single, but to be honest, you kind of scare him."

"Scare him? How?" She laughed.

"By being overly flirtatious."

She blinked, looking confused. "Why wouldn't he like me flirting with him?"

"Because you come on guys way too strong, and he probably doesn't like that."

"Really? I never usually get that from guys. They usually flirt back." She frowned in confusion.

"Not all guys are the same." I shrugged. I realized Vince was still there. "Sorry if the topic got a little too girly." I laughed.

"It's okay. I have an older sister, so I know," Vince said, chuckling. "It was uncomfortable to me when I was ten, but not now."

"Oh okay."

"Ugh, don't get me started on sisters," Chelsea said. "A few times, we ended up dating the same guys."

"Isn't that because you would have crushes on her boyfriend, and after they would break up, you would get with them?" I said to her.

"That only happened one of the few times." She rolled her eyes. "Not the other times."

"But it still happened." I gave her a look.

"Whatever." She muttered, then laughed. "We both did that to each other though."

"Dating each other's exes?"

"Yeah." She laughed. "Just a sister thing, I guess."

"I do admit, I dated one of Liz's exes after they broke up."

"Really?"

"Yeah, but it was brief. We only lasted three weeks."

"Does she know?"

"I'm not sure."

"We should ask." She grinned.

"We should not." I gave her a look.

"Fine, I won't." She made a pouty face, and then her phone rang. "I'll get this." She went to her room.

I turned back to Vince, who was scrolling through his phone. "What do you have planned for the day?" I asked him.

"Work from home for a bit, then I'm going to the office later to pick up some files," he replied. "What do you have planned?"

"Nothing, at least, not yet. I'm probably going to help Chelsea follow up with some jobs that she already sent applications to."

Before Vince could say anything else, Chelsea quickly came in the living room. "I got a job interview!" She exclaimed with a grin.

"Congrats!" I exclaimed. "For what kind of job?"

"Bartender." She smiled.

"Oh, cool. So when do you have the job interview?"

"Tomorrow at four."

"I hope you get the job, Chels."

"I hope so too. It should be fun."

"I hope all goes well," Vince said to Chelsea.

"Thanks," Chelsea said.

"Hey, even though I had an interesting past few days with you all, I do have to get going." Vince checked the time on his phone, then looked at us.

"Bye, Vince," Chelsea said.

"Okay, I'll see you later," I said, wrapping my arms around him.

"See you later." He smiled as he also wrapped his arms around me, then giving me a kiss. "Thank you all for taking care of me, by the way."

"You're welcome," I said.

"No problem," Chelsea said.

When Vince let go of me, he waved, then walked out of the apartment.