Blub!
Inside the bathtub, a string of bubbles emerged.
Sihwa stuck her head and shoulders out of the water, sleepily wiped the water off of her face, and yawned.
It was quiet towards the direction of the bedroom; there were no other sounds other than the sound of the monkey typing.
She was still not fully awake. If it wasn't for the sunlight that happened to shine on the water through the curtains of the small bathroom window––where a small angle of refracting light hit her face at the bottom of the tub––she would most likely not be awake now.
