He walked out from his bedroom, only wearing fuzzy pajama pants as he went into the kitchen. Atlas didnt notice you at first, still groggy from sleep as he made his way to the coffee maker and made himself a cup of coffee. He leaned back against the counter top, his gaze finally meeting yours as he dropped his mug with a loud clatter, his eyes wide in shock "W-what...what are...y-you." Atlas managed to stutter.
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