@Emmrii
Andy had woken up sometime around eight— later than usual. She had a habit of waking up around seven because of her work, but her body likely recognized how exhausted she was and let her sleep in for a little bit. When eight finally rolled around, she rolled out of bed and stole a look at Tamryn. She couldn’t help but smile. He looked so peaceful when he slept.
After a few moments of stretching out her cramped limbs, Andy walked through the hall, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Even on weekends, she followed her morning routine; she would get up at 7 or 8, eat breakfast, and get ready. After that she would normally go to work, but on weekends, she would hang around the house for a while cleaning or go out and do something. For now, she would just focus on making them food.
She turned on the stove and began to wait it for it to heat up. Normally, it was while cooking breakfast that she had time to think. They were usually thoughts about college, her job, her relationships, but today, something much more darker plagued her mind. Something she wished could stop thinking about, but that seemed to haunt her with every passing second. This was why she was glad when she heard Tamryn’s voice coming from the door, distracting her from her thoughts.
She smiled, feeling her heart flutter the slightest bit at that sight of him. “Nah. You were tired, and I was already up. Besides, it’s nice making breakfast for the two of us,” she replied. “But if you want, you can make breakfast tomorrow.”
She walked over to the doorway and caught hold of his hand, pulling him into the kitchen. After she sat him down at the table, she continued fixing their food, and once she’d finished, she dished the bacon, eggs, and pancakes out onto their plates. She offered one to him before she sat down across the table with hers.
Andy pulled her hair up into a messing bun, trying to keep it out of her face while she ate. She looked a lot different than usual. She normally always looked professional with her business-y clothes, her slightly curled hair, and her decent amount of makeup, but this morning, she wore the t-shirt Tamryn had offered her along with no makeup.
As she ate, she stole a look up at Tamryn. “So,” she said, “what do you want to do today?”