[b]"Ah, that's a'right. I didn't even know I had half this shit. Dami brings stuff over from the house and never takes anything back when she leaves."[/b] Daemon crossed his arms to explain, and Matt nodded mumbling something like "I see". He continued chowing down pieces of french toast when he heard Daemon say that he actually didn't eat breakfast in the mornings. Once he swallowed down his french toast he cleared his throat and smiled. 

"Oh really? I didn't know that. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, ya know?" He glanced down at the plate of sighed, wondering if he'd be able to eat a whole plate of french toast. Maybe he could since he didn't even eat yesterday.

Daemon was putting away items in a drawer. For some reason Matt got the feeling that he looked...tense, though. Matt raised another slice of toast and started eating again, feeling content. [i]"God, I'm such a fatass..."[/i]

[b]"I don't even know how to cook much, why the hell does Dami bring all this over?"[/b]

He tuned out and realized that Daemon was shaking. Could it be that he was still thinking about what happened with his father? "His personal issues must have been really serious." He thought. Matt froze a bit and raised his eyebrow. He stared at his hand that was shaking a little bit. "Yeah, uh, are you...okay? You don't look so good."