Flynn was awakened by the delicious smell of food, and a rumbling tummy insisting that he partake of it. He had no idea what kind of food, as the smell was so amazing it was impossible to pin-point, but he didn't really care what kind. All he knew, is that he wanted that smell... He rose from Quinn's bed, though not without planting a kiss on the boy's forehead and then another one because Sleeping Quinn was the cutest thing ever, and then he pulled his pajama bottoms on and headed downstairs, topless.
( Working up to it )
( Working up to it )