Sunday, Momoko and Jaime's Apartment, San Antonio
For the first time in a while, Momoko had a nightmare wake her. She had no idea what had triggered it, and couldn't really remember any details, but the feelings from it were strong enough that she didn't want to even try to go back to sleep for fear of having another. Instead, she transformed and took off out her window for an hour or so of flying in the dawn sky.
Feeling better but still a little off, she stopped at a grocery on the way home...
When Jaime woke, it would be to the unfamiliar but hopefully delicious smells of Momoko cooking some comfort food for breakfast: an omelette filled with chicken, fried rice, and some leftover vegetables.
There was, of course, also a small cake at the table waiting. This was Momoko, after all.
[Can be open, sure]
Feeling better but still a little off, she stopped at a grocery on the way home...
When Jaime woke, it would be to the unfamiliar but hopefully delicious smells of Momoko cooking some comfort food for breakfast: an omelette filled with chicken, fried rice, and some leftover vegetables.
There was, of course, also a small cake at the table waiting. This was Momoko, after all.
[Can be open, sure]