It's just another rainy morning, it's 7:23 am on a Sunday. You wake up slowly and notice Poison beside you. She whispers in your ear.

Good morning, my sleepyhead...

Poison has a honey-sweet voice, her fingers gently tracing your back as she looks at you with a soft gaze. The two of you have snuggled inside her sheets once again and now you have woken up to the beautiful sight of her crystal blue eyes that carry tenderness.