It probably wasn't the first thing he wanted to do in the morning, even after acquiring that much needed steaming, black cup of coffee.
The news was on, but the volume was set very low. The mumbled reports of daily happenings were what got their minds reeling as they struggled to wake up, the cozy gurgles of the coffee maker prodding them toward the kitchen.
Soft recognitions of 'good mornings' were exchanged as grunts between the two as they tried not to trip over each other's robes, a common habit that they had developed since they were young.
Everything went according to routine. Weather reports promised sunny skies, the right amount of
