The gentle morning sun filtered in through a crack in the ceiling and Mark frowned in his sleep, feeling the warmth settle against his eyes. For a moment, he tried to ignore it, but then, more and more light washed in and soon enough, his eyes fluttered open.
It was as if the light had something against him, hitting right at his eyes.
"I'll fucking kill you sun!" He groaned awake.
Yuri's pleasant chuckle made him whirl his head around to face her. The beautiful scientist had a mirror in her hand and she was redirecting the sunlight at his face with it—Dona was just watching amusedly from the side.
Both of them had woken up long ago.
He clicked his tongue. Damned women.
"You ruined my sleep," he said, somewhat angry. "I rarely get to sleep so well. I wanted to sleep more."
Yuri asked sarcastically, "Oh, good sir, do you know how long you have been sleeping for?"
