"Mmm..."
Luke stretched his arms and let out a long yawn before slowly opening his eyes.
The first thing he saw was a familiar figure standing nearby, carefully folding the bedsheet.
Laila froze briefly after noticing he was awake.
Then, in a quiet voice, she asked,
"Do you want to sleep a little more?"
Luke shook his head lazily. "Nah. I've slept enough."
His gaze slowly traveled over her appearance before he asked,
"So dressed up this early? Going somewhere?"
Laila nodded with a smile.
"I'm going to visit a friend and ask how she prepares clay for pottery." She hesitated for a second before adding softly, "You told me I should try doing something, so..."
A faint smile appeared on Luke's face.
Without saying anything else, he simply extended an arm toward her.
Laila blinked in confusion at first.
Then realization dawned on her expression.
Carefully setting the folded sheet aside, she slowly approached the bed with hesitant steps before lowering herself beside him.
