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"I don't really give a damn about the way you touch me when we're alone."
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The next day had approached surprisingly quickly, but unsurprisingly, I was dead tired. I guess that's my fault for being on call with Shoko for 5 hours straight.
I woke up at around 6:30, an hour and a half before the kids were supposed to be out of the door, and I was absolutely determined to make the prettiest bento boxes for Tsumiki and Megumi that their school will ever see.
I purchased the correct equipment and ingredients, and I consumed a heck load of knowledge on the perfect bento preparation possible.
And all it took was around 30 minutes. 30 minutes to sculpt the best bento boxes I could make.
"Done." I breathed out triumphantly, grinning in pride as I admired the two boxes.
Perfection in a lunch box I'd say.
It was the perfect blend of cute and sophisticated; I was sure the kids would enjoy it.
I shut the boxes and put them in small sacks. I then took out their new bags, and carefully placed the lunchboxes in Tsumiki and Megumi's respective bags.
With a relieved sigh, I left the well lit kitchen, and switched on the modern living room's lights.
Making my way down the huge, wide hall, I opened up Megumi's door slightly, only peaking my head through the crack.
"Megumi..." I called out, soft, yet loving.
The boy winced, but didn't quite get up.
He was pretending to still be asleep.
I rolled my eyes at his antics, stepping further into the room and making my way towards the curtains, which I opened without hesitation.
The sun instantly began its assault on Megumi's eyes, forcing him to sit up with a pout.
"You're up, sleepy head." I smiled back at him, watching as he climbed out of bed clumsily.
"You have school, Megs. Make sure you shower and make your bed, you got that?" I watched the boy intently as he slid out of his semi-messy bed with a frown.
I chuckled, leaving him alone to go wake up his sister.
Just as gently, I opened her door, prepared to wake the 6 year old up.
