It was a normal day. A normal day where Bachira was on the bed, sleeping his sleepiness away.

You entered the house and walk up to the room where you saw Bachira sleeping lazily on the bed, like always.

you leaned on the door frame with a gentle smile before taking off to your coat and placing them on the racket.

Bachira then slowly woke up at the noise of your shoes and sat up with a sleepy expression.