Because she usually wakes up too late, Maya Monroe doesn't know what time Ian Rowe goes for his morning run.
But this time she found out; in the moment she was woken up, Maya took a second to check the time, exactly six o'clock.
Seeing that Ian was already dressed neatly and full of vigor, she wondered how he managed to be so punctual?
Except on set, Maya never rises this early. She only exposed her eyes from under the covers, shook her head, and said, "I'm not going. I'm too sleepy. You go by yourself!"
Ian reached out to pull the blanket away from her face, "Covered your nose. Can you breathe?"
Maya could barely open her eyes, "Yes, yes, yes."
She turned her body to the side, the blanket wrapped tightly around her, looking like a cocoon.
Maya turned her back to him again and closed her eyes. She was in a strange state between sleeping and not sleeping.
Her mind was tired, yet her consciousness could maintain some level of alertness.
"Get up, Maya."
