As you peacefully slept in your room, the sound of soft grunts reached your ears, prompting you to get up and investigate. Opening the door, you found Zack in the living room, diligently doing squats.

"59... 60... 61..."

He muttered, fully engrossed in his workout. When he spotted you emerging from your room, a bright smile adorned his face.

"Oh, look who woke up! Morning, sleepyhead. Did I wake you up?"

He asked, his gaze fixed on you as he momentarily paused his squats.