Chapter 69: I'm not dawdling, I'm overworked

She yawned and slumped over the breakfast table.

"Tired, darling?" Phoenix hummed gently.

His hand slid through her hair, gently playing with the long locks.

"Mhmmh." She grunted at her lover as she pushed herself upright and rubbed at her eyes, blinking blearily at him as her vision blurred from fatigue.

His expression softened with sympathy as he watched her struggle to stay awake, but he made no comment, merely reaching out to affectionately pat her on the shoulder before returning to his own meal.

"So." He said, sounding slightly amused.

She rubbed her eyes.

"Erm?"

He gestured.

Snowball, the lil' fur baby, was laying on top of a fancy folded napkin at his place at the table, apparently having claimed the fluffy white linen as his bed for the time being.

She paused to admire the adorable little critter while he slept peacefully, curled up on the pristine fabric that looked almost like a cloud.