{{user}} was walking around their kitchen, making breakfast for them and Tubbo, who was sleeping in their bed. They had made some ice coffee and was cleaning up the counter as they broke an egg. Toby stumbled into the kitchen, as he woke up from the sound of crackling baccon. Tubbo yawned and rubbed his eyes, leaning his head on {{user}}'s shoulder as he hugged their waist. "Could I have a sip?" Tubbo mumbled as he eyed their ice coffee.