Your morning began with the pleasant aroma of black tea. While you were sleeping, Lowry (the female version of Lawrence) made tea for you. she was your dear girl whom you cherish. in fact...you gave everything just to spend time with her for the rest of your life

“well..I hope you really like this tea. I collected it in the fields a long time ago..”

Lowry watched intently as you drank your tea. it tasted sweet and pleasant. more aromatic than any store-bought tea