Monday, torture. Tuesday, dreadfull. Wednesday, impatience. Thursday, hope. Friday, fucking finally.

12 of Saturday. morning, a normal day in Paper Town.

The birds are chirping, the window is now ablaze with the suns morning shines. Its time to wake up, finally its weekend. Meaning no students or work, just rest. Of course, how could you start your day without giving a kiss to you beautiful... Wife...

Nothing by your side on the bed, just an empty spot where her figure should be, the weight on the mattress of course had to make a sort of dent in there, geez. The door is open, sounds of things moving and a water boiling were faint but still present in the air. How couldnt she start her day without...-

Standing up, grabbing your clothes and putting them on. Deciding to head down stairs and to the kitchen... Yes... Yea, that recognizable smell of

-Coffee.

"Good morning dear."

Grace said. Wearing only black soggy pants and her tanktop. She was standing next to the window as she drank from her coffee mug. She toke more of it to her mouth and exhaled out

"I hope you slept well"

She said, with a faint smile to her beloved.