Liora's POV
The apartment was already awake by the time I walked into the kitchen the next morning. Gina stood at the coffee machine filling a travel mug while packing her laptop into her work bag. Mina was already sitting at the kitchen island with her phone in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Sunlight streamed through the windows behind her, catching the soft waves of her hair as she scrolled through something with complete focus.
"You're up early," I said as I walked into the kitchen.
She looked up immediately and smiled. "I could say the same thing about you."
"I have work."
"So serious," she teased lightly.
I smiled to myself and walked over to the coffee machine.
"For the record," Gina said as she screwed the lid onto her mug, "some of us also have work."
Mina laugh
