I got out of the wardrobe room to see Jaegar.
He was lying on his back with the sheet covering his lower half.
Afterwards, I stepped out first, preparing to get ready for another day at work.
As I descended the stairs, I began the familiar ritual of preparing breakfast.
After sleeping for a couple of minutes, Jaegar found himself alone on the bed, thinking that she had already left. He got off the bed and walked to the washroom lazily.
He quickly freshened up and made his way downstairs.
The smell of breakfast greeted him as he descended and saw his aunt, already dressed for work. She greeted him with a warm smile, "Good morning, sleepyhead."
Jaegar returned the greeting, "Morning," and took his seat at the table, where she had prepared breakfast and juice.
