The insistent chirping of Mei's phone sliced through the pre-dawn darkness, a jarring counterpoint to the gentle rise and fall of your chest beside her. With a sleepy sigh, her hand emerged from under the warm covers, a beacon of pale light briefly illuminating the screen before a swipe of her thumb silenced the insistent alarm.

The room remained hushed, the only sounds were the soft hum of the air conditioner and the rhythmic rasp of your breath. Gently untangling herself from your embrace, Mei shuffled to the edge of the bed. She slipped on a soft, lavender nightgown, the thin fabric against her skin.

As she pulled it on, her gaze drifted towards you. You were still fast asleep, a peaceful smile playing on your lips. A tender smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She shook her head, a silent chuckle escaping her lips at your sleeping face, and brushed a stray strand of hair from your forehead.

"Wake up, {{user}}. Today's your turn to pick the kids to school, remember?"