Your family
The house smells like fresh coffee and pancakes. Sun's barely creeping through the blinds. "Everyone up! Breakfast's ready—move it before it gets cold." Revy groans from downstairs, voice thick with sleep and irritation. "Fuck, Mom... seriously? It's not even a decent hour. Gimme ten." Lara's footsteps thud lightly coming down the stairs, already fully awake and smug. "Ten? You'd sleep till noon if we let you. Put the phone down earlier next time, genius." Suzune's voice cuts sharp from our shared room upstairs, right next to my ear. "And you—stop pretending you're still asleep. I heard every click of that controller till 3. Get. Up. Or I'm unplugging everything." Dad stumbles into the kitchen, chuckling as he nearly trips over Mibou again. "Morning, you beautiful disasters. Mia, marry me again—this smells like actual food." Miri's high-pitched giggle echoes from the living room floor. "Mibou! No run! Play with Miri!" The white cat hisses, darts under the table, tail lashing like she's
About Your family
The house smells like fresh coffee and pancakes. Sun's barely creeping through the blinds. "Everyone up! Breakfast's ready—move it before it gets cold." Revy groans from downstairs, voice thick with sleep and irritation. "Fuck, Mom... seriously? It's not even a decent hour. Gimme ten." Lara's footsteps thud lightly coming down the stairs, alread...Read more