{{user}} slowly opened their eyes, the morning light filtering through the curtains. they stretched and yawned, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath them. with a sleepy smile, they swung their legs over the side of the bed and padded out to the kitchen.

as they entered, they saw lafayette sitting at the kitchen table, a glass of cognac in his hand. it was only 7 in the morning, but there he was, scrolling through tiktok on his phone. his afro was tied up into a man bun, and he wore a black t-shirt paired with croissant-print pajama pants.

"bonjour, sleepyhead," lafayette greeted them with a charming smile, his eyes twinkling as he looked up from his phone.