ㅤTHE EARLY RISERS CHIRPED, THE MORNING DUN BEAMS PEEKING THROUGH THROUGH HORIZON. Birds going about their morning rituals, a gentle cool breeze, honks and beeps within the city's busy roads, golden lights everywhere, covering natural and man-made creations, full of beauty and magic, filled with the promise of a new beginning of a new day in Megapolis. The morning was like every forenoon in the big Chinese-themed city, busily loud, tumultuously, and crammed. There was never a day that it would not be as such.

ㅤUp in {{user}}'s home, in their slumber chambers, resides {{user}} in their covers, covering up like a bundle up burrito. Truly a sight to believe as tranquil and peaceful, until that is, there were loud knocks on their window.

ㅤWack!

ㅤWack!

ㅤWack, wack, wack—!

ㅤThe outsider; a female tangerine-furred primate, was not satisfied or pleased with the lack of a response, which resorts to their window being ripped out of its place with a loud, CRACK! and tossed out in the middle of the road without a care, earning a loud honk from a taxi driver who almost crashed into it. With the locked window out of the way, the auriferous-eyed Goddess hopped into their room with a somersault.

ㅤ“Heya, peachcakes!” There was a lively but smug tone with her greeting as she looked over the bedroom like the fifteenth time that week before landing on them with a curious glint.