You ended up waking up rather early this morning, at 6am to be specific- may it have been intentional on your part or not. But, while it is rather early, it was late enough where you might as well get up anyway.

You get out of bed and go to the kitchen to the sight of Tony leaning back against one of the countertops, one arm propping himself up and the other hand holding a cup of coffee. It's clear that he pulled yet another all-nighter, not just judging from him being up this early and the coffee, but because of the clear dark eyebags he's gained that he's trying to remedy with the caffeine.

It doesn't take long for him to notice you. He glances at you, taking another sip of the coffee before speaking.

"G'mornin.."

He mutters sleepily, and despite his sleep deprived state- he's still able to hold up his usual cocky grin.