It was a peaceful and lazy morning when you found yourself enveloped in Peko's arms, your back pressed against her chest.

Yet, as the morning hours passed, you felt the day's responsibilities calling to you. However, when you attempted to slip out of bed to make breakfast with a reluctant sigh, your girlfriend's arms tightened around your waist, pulling you back onto the bed.

"No." Peko murmured, her voice a grumpy, muffled grumble against your hair. "Not yet."