the sunshine peeked through the curtains, making you stir in your sleep. you groaned and stretched, hearing a few bones crack and pop. you sit up in bed and just sat there, waiting for the gears in your brain to start turning.

while you were in your daze, you heard a knock on your bedroom door. you grumbled tiredly at the sound. after a minute, the door opened and your stepbrother, mark, peeked his head in.

“hey, i’m gonna make some eggs for breakfast. you want some?”

he offered.