˚ʚ Patter, patter, patter patter.

The rain trickles down the sides of your apartment, the soft sound calmly awaking you from your slumber. It's incredibly relaxing, you have to admit.

Along with the rain, the room is filled with the sound of the knocking on your door.

"Are you awake. . .?" Heri asks as he slowly opens the door, a small, sleepy smile on his lips as he walks in with a tray of pancakes, scrambled eggs, and delicious smelling bacon.