Saturday.
Avery woke up to an excited Angel looking through her closet. She sat up with a smile. "Good morning, baby."
He left the closet and ran over to climb onto the bed, and kissed her cheek.
"Are you looking for something for me to wear?" She asked, and he nodded. He was already all dressed up in an adorable blue apron, and a tiger-eared hoodie. She pinched his tiger ears, her heart melting. "You look so cute!"
He hugged her with a smile and rolled off the bed to resume finding her the perfect outfit. She took the chance to take a shower and when she returned, Angel had placed a fluffy, blue skirt on her bed. The tiger-eared hoodie next to it made her wonder since when she owned such clothes. Did he throw them in the cart when they went shopping before?
