The next morning Jon got up, took a shower and then got dressed. While he still remembered the dream the details of it were starting to fade away. Were there two people or one? Jon couldn't remember.
Shaking his head Jon finished getting dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. As he entered the kitchen he found his mom already at the table having hers.
"Morning honey." She said acknowledging Jon. She then looked at him.
"Is that a new top?" She asked. Jon looked down.
"Nope." He replied grabbing a bowl and pouring himself some cereal. "I guess I just haven't worn it in a while."
"Oh." His mom replied. "Well I think it looks cute on you." She told him before returning to her breakfast.
"Erm, thanks." Jon replied not really sure to say. "Did mom just say that my top was cute?" He asked himself. Jon shrugged it off as he sat down at the table.
