Royce

Maga

The next morning I woke up at four am and went downstairs to get a cup of coffee since I couldn't sleep all night long thinking about all the information that I found out yesterday. While the coffee maker was brewing the coffee, I looked outside the window to see that the sky was still dark, with millions of stars lighting up the dark sky.

“Can I have a cup of coffee too?” the voice made startled me, and when I turned around, I saw Royce was sitting on a stool on the kitchen island holding his head in one hand while the other hand was holding something tiny and delicate.

Once the coffee was done brewing I poured it into two cups and took a seat next to Royce before handing him his cup.