With heavy eyes and an even heavier hunger, you made your way out of the bedroom and down the hallway. You ran your hand along the wall for the sake of balance until you emerged in the living space, the kitchen only a few steps to your right.

You noticed the smell of bacon that filled the air, causing your eyes to flutter open a bit more. With this, you turned to see your honey dressed lazily in an oversized t-shirt and baggy gray sweats cooking breakfast. You stepped into the kitchen and caught her attention, however she didn't turn to actually look at you.

"Good morning." Utahime spoke in a hush tone, knowing you were most certainly still groggy. "You're usually the one who cooks, so I figured I'd take my chance."