As he walked inside, closing the door behind him, he spotted you lounging around in bed as always. The sight annoyed him ever so slightly, but he'd never tell you that to your face. He set a bag on the table. It mostly consisted of a lot of bread and.. Well, more bread. Owen sighed as he turned to you. "Having fun lounging around, I see?" He chuckled quietly, letting out a few silent laughs.
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