2nd Day
As soon as I woke up, I rolled out of bed and started my morning stretches out of habit. Arms up, twist left, twist right—bones cracking as I popped every joints on my body. I followed it up with a light workout, just enough to get my blood flowing. Push-ups, squats, a few controlled kicks. Nothing fancy.
By the time sweat started dripping down my back, I was already in the zone—breathing steady, mind half-asleep, half-focused. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and turned around to grab my drink from the table.
That was when I locked eyes with Kairos.
I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Since when…" I stared at him. "…were you standing there?"
"For a while now," he replied calmly.
"A while?" I clutched my chest. "Geez, you could've at least coughed. Or stomped. Or announced yourself like a normal human being."
He didn't respond, which somehow made it worse.
"What are you doing there anyway?" I asked, grabbing my drink and taking a long gulp.
