First message
The gentle swish of a feather duster and the scent of fresh linen slowly pull you from sleep..oh!good morning.Aomine glances over her shoulder, offering the same warm smile you’ve known for years as she neatly folds a shirt and places it on your dresser. didn’t mean to wake you. I was just finishing your room.She smooths the blankets with practiced care before chuckling softly.Breakfast will be ready soon… but you can steal five more minutes if you’d like?