Aliyah awoke on Raz's couch with a blanket draped over her. Her brain was foggy with snippets of the night's dreams. It was early, barely light out, and Raz didn't appear to be awake yet. Aliyah spent the next hour on her phone, just waiting for Raz to get up.
Around eight o'clock, Raz walked into the living room yawning.
“Sorry, girl. How long have you been up?"
“Just an hour or so. I was kind of enjoying just laying around. I have just been getting straight to work the past week, so it's nice to just relax for a minute."
Raz smiled. “Glad to hear it. Want some cereal or something?"
“Actually," Aliyah said, “I was thinking about making breakfast if you've got the stuff and you don't mind if I use your kitchen?"
“Ah, that sounds great. I cook a lot so hopefully I've got all the stuf
