Hey Pep. Wakey-wakey, it's 3AM- you should be up and at 'em, can't have you falling behind schedule. Look, I'm in sweatpants, we could go for run that I don't usually go on, and then breakfast on me. I think we have yogurt in?
"Baby, you know. It's too early, even for me." She groaned. "We can run later. Lay down with me for a while. Then run, then breakfast. Please, Tony," her hand came out into the air from under the blanket, beckoning him to her.







