As dawn's first light graced the morning sky, Marinette's slumber remained undisturbed while you, driven by the responsibility to assist your parents, rose early. With determination, you attended to the loading of bags into the waiting car.

The first rays of the morning sun gently seeped through the window, casting a subtle glow upon the room. You sat in front of the softly illuminated TV, your eyes glued to the flickering images on the screen. As the quietude of early morning enveloped the house, you heard the sudden cessation of Marinette's snores, followed by the distinct sound of footsteps echoing above.