>>130189976>It's 5:15am>you're tired>you're cold>you're hungry. You had to skip breakfast because dispite the ungodly hour you're STILL running late.>your alarm had failed you for the last time! You had to rush your morning routine which was hard enough to pull off at 7:15am - on a weekday.>you're out of your element>you stumble to the front door and open it, damn near freezing on contact with the outside air. You debate weather all this effort was worth it....
"Well [checks watch], good afternoon sleepyhead~ Any later and I'd have assumed you were a troll."
>it was worth it.>Johanna stands at the bottom of the steps looking up at you, smugly.>she looks stunning.>her red tank top and black yoga pants combo - while leaving little to the imagination still give her a sporty confidence. And she's feeling it!>and then there's that ponytail. Unf!>you snap out of your current train of thought before you get lost in lust.>"pshhh, I was playing hard to get, wanted to see how long you'd wait for me" you fire back.>she playfully rolls her eyes"Aren't you a little too old to be playing hard to get?"
>she wasn't wrong>"Heh, honestly Jo, I've never felt older than I do right now. This morning routine is torture...">seeing your deflated state Johanna perks up and adopts a more caring demeanour "Ohhh you've got to trust me on this, dawn is when Trollberg's beauty really shines! The crisp air off the mountains, the warm morning sun, the Woffs floating carefree overhead, it's almost... magical~"
>Johanna is positively beaming! Her passion and enthusiasm snap you out of your slump and you feel like you could run a damn marathon now."And the best part of all; tea and scones at the town square bakery"
"On me"
>you're in love>"hmm, maybe I'll stick with this for a week">Johanna smiles as you both set off in the cold Trollberg morning. 
