The next morning,
I woke up to the savory smell of breakfast.

After freshening up in the bathroom,

the delightful scent beckoned me down the stairs
and into the kitchen.

           "Oh.

             Good morning, Asami."

My mother turned around and smiled brightly at me,
as she poured something into her pan.

Tssss.

"Good morning."

I replied quietly back,
following her busy hands with my eyes.

I really wasn't much of a morning person.