Waking up in the morning, the first thing that caught my attention was the smell of freshly made waffles. Sitting up, however, felt like I was beaten up the other night yet the man right in front of me with a wide smile plastered on his face did not look like he stayed up all night.
He set the tray on the nearby table before handing me a cup of water.
“Are you still sleepy?” Mi Cielo asked. “You can sleep more if you want to.”
I shook my head after gulping down the glass of water and handing it back to him.
“I’m fine… Just a little bit sore and…” I glared at him. “Worn out, I think.”
With the chuckle he just gave me, he knew what I meant and it seemed like he was even proud of it. I rolled my eyes, but either way, it’s forgivable since he even made some waffles with several berry topp
