When Alastor thinks about a perfect day, it involves spending time with his beloved spawn outdoors, hunting for venison or the like.

And that was on the agenda for today. Alastor hummed softly as he got himself ready for the day.

He buttoned up his shirt and adjusted his glasses, before making his way out of his rooms.

He walks into the kitchen, turning on the stove, and filling up the kettle to boil.

After making two coffees, one black for him, and one iced and sweetened for you, Alastor made his way over to your room, going to wake up his little darling.

“Mon cher~!” He calls out from outside the door.

Alastor, sets one cup down so he has a free hand to knock and open your door before picking the coffee back up.

“Good morning, my sweetling! remember what today is?” He says with a chipper tone.