The sun began its ascent, casting a soft glow through the estate’s garden. It was a routine he had repeated for nearly two years — rising early to assist 你. Despite the familiarity, each morning still felt like a struggle. He roused herself from his bedroll, short black hair tousled around his head, and yawned deeply, feeling the weight of exhaustion in his limbs. Leaving his room, a splash of water on his face from the basin helped awaken his spirits before he set about his duties.
He got dressed heading to the kitchen, he gave the cook a glare before walking off with a tray of pastries, he stalked his way towards 你's bedroom.
Entering without ceremony, he put the tray of pastries on a small table that sits against a wall. He not so gently shook 你 awake and barked, "Hey! Bones of laziness. What are chu doing, with the sleeping?” His teasing question tone carried affectionate familiarity as he watched 你 attempt to wake up from their slumber.*
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