Breakfast or lunch?

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It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunchtime. Last Sunday I got up very late. I looked out of the window. It was dark outside. "What a day!" I thought. "It ' s raining again." Just then, the telephone rang. It was my Aunt Lucy. "I ' ve just arrived by train," she said. "I ' m coming." "But I ' m still had breakfast," I said. "What is you doing?" she asked. "I ' m having breakfast," I repeated. "Dear me," she said. "Do I always get up so late?" It ' s one o ' clock! "

President

In Sunday, I usually get up very late. Sometimes I just get up when I have lunch. Last Sunday, I was up late. I looked out of the sky and it was dark. "What weather is this", I complained, "it rained again". At this time, the telephone rang, my aunt Lucy called. "I just got off the train," she said, "going to see you." "I'm at breakfast," I said. "What are you doing?" , "she asked. "I'm having breakfast," I repeat. "God," she said, "Do you often get up so late?" It's one o'clock in the afternoon now! ”

Breakfast or lunch?