Not long after he had entered the kitchen wearing a nothing but a pair of boxers he had heard the quiet thud of a door, the bacon and eggs were done quickly enough and the sausages and beans were soon to follow. He felt and heard his stomach rumble in appreciation, he had always been proud of his abilities in the kitchen. His mother who had been a chef and had taught him most of what he knew now.<br/><br/>Whilst he was working away, the many.... antics of the previous night worked their way back into his mind and he felt himself blush again, the way Bailey had kissed Kayla, the way they had looked at him after. He had to shake his head to clear his thoughts out his mind so he could concentrate.<br/>The padded sound of bare feet on the hard kitchen floor alerted him that someone was up "hey" she said, any usual confidence in Bailey's voice seemed to have gone<br/>"Morning" He replied just as awkwardly. His eyes unintentionally moved down to the shorts she was wearing and he gulped nervously. Leo had never had an issue with either Bailey or Kayla borrowing his cloths but right now he was kind of blown away.<br/>"I ugh, I guess so" he said turning back to the food and started plating up the food.<br/>There was a moment of awkward silence as he placed the plates at the table, he left Kayla's food in the pan so that it would stay hot long enough for her to get up. Not really sure what to say he gestured to the food "hangover cure?"