Lydia's POV
"Whoa~" I wake up naked, refreshed and feeling reborn. Yawning my whole lungs out, I giggle at myself and head to the bathroom. Looking at my reflection made me giggle again.
"You don't get this kind of a bed hair when you're sleeping peacefully, isn't it?" I talked to myself. Feeling energetic to carry myself well for the rest of the day, I quickly do my morning routine and stand in front of my wardrobe, freshened up. From the wardrobe, I pick a simple outfit for the day. A plain pastel green button up shirt and a pair of beige pants.
"Good morning, Grace!" Chirping at the woman who lives with me, I join her with a plate of baked stuff - hot from the pan and oven - on our couch. Mid bite, she taps on the space beside her as I scoot closer.
"I've been thinking about hosting a little get together tonight, starting in the evening. At around five, maybe. But you'll be back home at six, right?" Asked she,