He's Wearing It!

"Good morning, Sir"

I greeted Alliando who was standing in front of the door with his face still very sleepy. He  yawned widely before turned around. Then, he walked in and left me standing at the door. All right, let's assume he's invited me in.

I entered the apartment, immediately took the apron and prepared a simple breakfast. Meanwhile Alliando chose to go back into his room. Of course I don't really care what he's doing in the room. I just focus on doing my job so that everything is finished soon.

Especially now that I feel a little sleepy because last night I stayed up late to finish an example of a headband and wristband using the materials Alliando provided. Luckily, Mom still keeps the sewing equipment, which Mom says is a legacy from Grandma.

"Stop rubbing your red eyes, you really look like a zombie now!"

Alliando's grunts made my hand which was rubbing my eyes to get rid of sl