Again, trying out first person :3 kinda like it, gotta explain from who's point of view it is though.
Chapter Twenty
Sunlit Mischief
The morning sun painted the hotel room in hues of warmth, and I found myself waking up with an inexplicable cheeriness. The events of the night, a captivating dance in the shadows, felt like distant echoes as I stretched lazily, relishing in the golden glow that filtered through the curtains.
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My gaze landed on Raedier, who seemed to be wrestling with the remnants of a hangover—a stark contrast to my own inexplicable buoyancy. The air, thick with the scent of coffee and the promise of a new day, echoed with the soft hum of morning routines.
"Morning, Raedier!" I chirped, my voice a symphony of unwarranted enthusiasm. "Feeling good?"
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He winced, his response a mumbled groan that barely registered. Undeterred, I continued my morning revelry, pulling the curtains wide open to flood the room with sunlight.
"Come on, Raedier! Rise and shine! It's a beautiful day outside," I exclaimed, my exuberance undeterred by the shadows that clung to his form.
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The coffee maker gurgled to life, and the rich aroma filled the room—an olfactory symphony that, to my dismay, seemed to intensify Raedier's discomfort.
"Breakfast time!" I declared, pulling open the curtains with an animated flourish. "I've got eggs cooking, and the coffee is almost ready. This is going to be a fantastic day!"
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Raedier, now shielding his eyes from the assault of morning light, managed a weak response. "Aeliyx, please. Can we just... take it easy?"
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Unfazed, I breezed past him, turning up the volume of the cheerful morning tunes playing from my phone. The melody, a lively dance of notes, seemed to echo with a maddening cheerfulness that clashed with the muted symphony of Raedier's discomfort.
As I set the table, I couldn't help but notice the pained expression etched on Raedier's face. The eggs, once a beacon of breakfast delight, now seemed to mock him in their sizzling fervor.
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"Here you go, Raedier! A hearty breakfast to kickstart the day!" I exclaimed, placing a plate before him with an unwarranted flourish.
He shot me a pleading look, the lines of his forehead etched with a silent plea for mercy. "Aeliyx, I appreciate the effort, but maybe we could... tone it down a bit?"
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Undeterred, I continued my morning antics, pouring a generous amount of coffee into his cup. "Just what you need to shake off that hangover, my friend! Now, let's enjoy this wonderful day together!"
As the first sip touched his lips, Raedier winced, the bitter taste seemingly magnified by the tumultuous symphony of morning chaos.
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I glanced around the room, my eyes lingering on the dancing shadows that seemed to mock my oblivious cheerfulness. The sunlit mischief, once an unspoken language between us, now unfolded in stark contrast—a clash of temperaments that mirrored the intricacies of our shared connection.
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"Alright, Aeliyx," Raedier finally interjected, his voice a gentle plea. "Maybe... let's just have a quiet morning, okay?"
I paused, the realization dawning on me. "Oh, Raedier, I didn't mean to make things worse for you. I got carried away. Sorry."
He offered a weak smile, a mixture of gratitude and resignation in his eyes. "It's alright, Aeliyx. Just... a bit too much cheer for a morning like this."
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With a newfound awareness, I lowered the volume of the music and turned off my animated morning playlist. The room, now bathed in a more subdued light, seemed to echo with the remnants of our unintentional morning symphony.
As we sat in the quiet aftermath, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of remorse.