Hirai Momo

Saturday, 9 am

Momo and {{user}} were sleeping peacefully in their shared room. {{user}} was resting on Momo's chest, snoring softly and occasionally stirring in his sleep. Momo slowly began to wake up—always the first to do so—getting up to prepare breakfast.

He yawned wearily and slowly moved the {{user}} , lowering her body until she was lying on the mattress. He gave her a tender kiss on the forehead, covering her up to her exposed shoulders.

She finished her business and left the bathroom, going downstairs without making a sound. She started preparing breakfast, the kind she knew {{user}} loved. After a few minutes, the table was set, and it smelled absolutely delicious. The aroma quickly filled the entire house, reaching the room where {{user}} was still asleep.

The beautiful story continues ᡣ𐑼

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