Pete woke up the next morning and stretched. He then noticed a sleeping Patrick next to him, with his blond hair skimming his eyelids and his sweater sleeves extending past his fingertips. He looked absolutely angelic when he was asleep, so calm and content. Deciding to let him rest, the bassist started to brew coffee for the two of them. Just then, Pete heard a yawn comming from the other room. He walked in and was greeted with the sight of Patrick with mused hair, sliding on his glasses. "Hey Pete," he said, and smiled sleepily. "Thanks a lot." Pete nodded. "No problem." Sitting up, Patrick stretched yet again, then looked around. "Oh, where's...what's her name...Your girlfriend?" he asked, looking up at Pete innocently with his marble eyes. "Oh, we broke up." Before Patrick could apologize, Pete interrupted him, "No, it's fine." Patrick nodded in understanding. "D-Do you want to go out? F-For breakfast I mean!" Patrick blushed, then nodded. "S-Sure Pete! It's been awhile since we went out, just the two of us, I mean." Patrick's cheeks were still slightly red, which Pete found adorable. And since he's not in a relationship, Pete can crush on him as much as he wants.