Its time for shopping

"Riya's point of view,"

Harsh's words jolted me awake.

Riya, it's 10:00 a.m., get up.

It's Sunday, man.

Allow me to sleep.

Turning away, I whispered.

Have you forgotten about it?

Today we had to go shopping.

He tried to jolt me out of my slumber, reminding me once more.

I rubbed my eyes and replied, "Yes, I remember."

I fixed my gaze on him. He is already ready and about to go.

"Can you tell me where you're going?" I stared at him, perplexed, and asked a question.

I'm not sure what kind of inquiry this is.

We had to go shopping. He added with a smirk.

"Yes," I teased, "but you're already dressed."

He teased me even more when he said, "I got up early in the morning, so yes." I don't stay up as late as you do. I'm a noble boy. "

"Good thing," I said as I got out of bed, "go make breakfast now so I can be ready as well."

What's the point of making breakfast? It's not anything I'm concerned about, he re