A Quaint Coffee Shop
"Alright, sleepy head. Even though night is soon falling, I would like for us to get a few things done. Otherwise, we'll have wasted an entire day being totally unproductive."
Kary groaned into his chest, wanting to stay like this, but Alex chuckled, as he rose from the bed, leaving her alone in a strange position under the covers.
"I'll go make coffee while you wake up. If you aren't down in five minutes, I'm coming back up and jumping on the bed until you get up," Alex threatened, laughing his way out of the room as he saw a flicker of flames above the bed.
He sauntered his way downstairs and started brewing a soothing coffee pot as he inhaled the pleasant smell of freshly brewed coffee.
Remembering the acidic comment Richard had made earlier that day, Alex frowned.