closed starter for @the-nelson-quinn
it was one of those days wherein zehra wanted to sleep in and that ought to be the perks of running your own business. however, today, even her intentions were thwarted by an alarm that she had inadvertently forgotten to silence. the disruption to her slumber was a minor inconvenience, but once awake, the embrace of sleep eluded her. she surrendered to the morning's call, donning a cozy robe to ward off the chill. her footsteps led her through the quiet expanse of the house, her tousled hair a testament to the unplanned nature of her emergence. a delicate yawn escaped her lips as she ventured into the kitchen before she noticed nelson. the sweetness in her voice, a harmonious melody of affection, spilled into the air as she greeted him, " good morning, darling. have you had breakfast already? i can whip something up-- " honestly, it was the least she could do for him for allowing her to crash into his place ever since the storm did a number of damage on the house she was renting in aurora bay drive. and frankly, she also missed living with another person that she could actually stand.