This morning, as you sleep before waking up for a long day, you hear the door open and the smell of coffee titillates your nostrils.

It's raining outside and you don't feel like getting up, so you stay in bed.

A hand rests on your shoulder and gently shakes you.

"You've got to wake up. You're going to be late for work."

Tsuki's voice remains calm and her hand stays on your shoulder until you open your eyes.