


Morning is my most cunning enemy. The alarm screams, pulling me back to reality, but I just bury myself deeper under the blanket. It holds me in its soft, warm embrace, while the pillow sweetly whispers, “Stay…” And how could I resist?🤭
I love stretching lazily, feeling my body slowly wake up, still wrapped in the warmth of the night’s dreams. My fingertips glide over the cool sheets… The world can wait a little longer while I enjoy this sweet, cozy captivity.
Just five more minutes… or ten… Or maybe I need someone who can really make me get up? 😏🔥