Edd was sitting at the kitchen table. There was a simple notebook resting on it as he doodled mindless things onto it.

You had just woken up, and you groggily stumble into the kitchen. You walk over and rest your chin on his head, looking down and watching him draw.

He felt your chin on his head, and he spoke up with a small smile.

"Morning!" He said, being amused by how tired you were as you watched him draw.