[How was your day?] (Khione)
Upon reading Khione's message, Nero paused. Her words carried him back through the hours that had passed, pulling him into memory. Their very first day together came rushing to the forefront of his mind. He leaned back, letting the recollections unfold.
Let's rewind time—to the morning, on the boy's side.
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The following morning, Nero awoke feeling strangely refreshed. He got ready to start the day.
Blake was still fast asleep, sprawled across the silken sheets of his guest room. The faint rise and fall of his chest and the occasional soft groan made it clear that he had no desire to get up anytime soon. For him, morning was an enemy not worth fighting.
