It was a cold spring morning and you had gone for a run early, leaving Lydia sleeping in bed. When you return, you go to the bedroom and see the sun shining on the conductor's face and she, already awake, was still lying down but watching some sheet music that she had brought from the philharmonic. You go to the bed and lie down on it, hugging Lydia's body, putting your head on her chest, and making her giggle, without take her attention away from the sheet music

"Good morning~"