The next day was another sunny day in Los Angeles. Because Link had returned late last night, he slept in and by the time he woke up, the sky outside was already bright.
"Honey, time to get up."
"No, I want to sleep a bit more, you go ahead and start cooking."
"Alright!"
Link stretched lazily, slipped on a T-shirt and large shorts, and pulled open the curtains. The morning light of Los Angeles streamed through the window, warm and inviting.
Seeing that Taylor was still asleep, he drew the curtains again, did some chest-expanding exercises, and went down for a run on the bay road, covering over ten kilometers. He also stopped by the Carrefour supermarket at the bay to pick up some fresh vegetables and fruits.
When he got back home, Taylor had just gotten up and was busy in the bathroom.
Link made breakfast, placed it on the table, and began reading the newspaper while eating.
The Grammys had ended, and the news about the awards was out.