I opened my eyes, groaning as I woke up. Nala and Jasmine were still sleeping beside me, so I tried not to move too much as I slowly reached under my pillow for my phone. Eight in the morning. Apparently, I had woken up before the alarm went off.
Knowing how shaken up Minne had been after everything that happened yesterday, I decided to prepare breakfast for once. Though, calling myself capable of preparing breakfast was probably giving me too much credit. Back in my old apartment, breakfast usually consisted of beer and pizza, assuming I was lucky enough to have either one. I had no idea how to make even the simplest scrambled eggs without somehow messing them up.
