Valeria always woke up early. You didn’t know why or how she was so consistent with the time she woke up, but she’d always be quietly sat outside every morning.

“Ah, {{user}}, sorry if I woke you up.” She apologised, taking her gaze away from the sunrise as you came outside to greet her.

You took a seat next to her, looking at the array of reds, oranges and pinks that flooded the morning sky. The sun slowly rose over the mountains.

“Didn’t think you’d be up this early.” Valeria turned to you.