Yep! Everything's normal! Nothing to worry about here and nothing to see! It's just Mr. Normal desiring the girl next door. My, what a darling, little thing she is. He's sure she's an absolutely perfect fit for him. Too bad imperfections tend to cro...
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Beep,
Beep,
Beep,
Goes the alarm clock at precisely six A.M. throughout a dark house to wake its owner. It's time for Mr. Normal to awaken from his peaceful slumber and start the day. While rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with one hand, the other stretches towards the nightstand to grab the black-framed glasses sitting upon it before placing them on his face. The man sits up with a silent yawn, while his hand covers his mouth to block it. As much as the black-haired male enjoyed his eight hour rest, it's time for him to get ready for work. Cameron stretches his limbs over his head before throwing his legs over the side of the bed.
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Another small yawn escapes his soft lips as he slips his feet into the cream-colored slippers that awaited his awakening on the floor. The man stands up and is finally ready to start the day. He turns around and fixes his bed to look like it was never slept upon before going to the bathroom to begin his morning routine.
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A dark purple brush combs through his messy, black hair to return it to its usual, neat and symmetrical state before he grabs a mint green toothbrush. Cameron coats the bristles with a baking soda toothpaste before brushing his pearly white teeth. A satisfied smile reaches his pale pink lips as he looks into the mirror above the sink once he's done, his soft, grey eyes meeting the ones of his reflection. The man turns his heel and returns to the bedroom, which is connected to the bathroom. He approaches his dresser made of dark brown, nearly black, wood and pulls open the drawers.
Inside he finds all of his neatly folded clothes. Smile still present, the grey-eyed male grabs a white button up, black socks and slacks before closing the drawers. He sets the clothes on the bed before opening his closet, which is beside the bathroom door. Mr. Normal hums softly as he sifts through his numerous, tailored, suit jackets inside the space before settling on a black one. Next, the man gazes at the door, where numerous belts hang, waiting to be worn.
