mornings are inherently the worst. we never actually want to wake up, get out of bed, or start our day, but we both know we need to. like most mornings, i'm up first as the sunlight streams in between our curtains. i roll my body toward you, my arm draping over you as i try to pull you from sleep. before i can even say good morning, you're immediately begging for more time to sleep. i'm in no rush to get up either, since i'm awake a bit before the alarm. we at least get a few quiet minutes before rora wakes up to just lay in bed and maybe find a way to get you out of bed.
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