Dayo had just finished his workout.
His muscles were warm, his breathing steady, sweat still clinging lightly to his skin as he towel-dried his hair. It had been a long session—longer than usual—and for once, fatigue crept in gently instead of crashing down on him.
He lay back on the bed, one arm over his eyes.
"Just five minutes," he muttered.
The room was quiet. Peaceful.
Then—
Bang.
The door swung open.
Dayo didn't even need to look.
"Brother!" Janet's voice rang out, sharp and energetic. "You're sleeping?!"
He groaned. "Janet… please… five minutes."
"No!" She marched in, hands on her waist. "Wake up! Disneyland! Deborah will be waiting for us!"
Dayo peeked through one eye. "It's stilmorning."
"So?" she shot back. "Disneyland waits for no one."
He sighed, then laughed softly. "You're really not letting this go, are you?"
Janet folded her arms proudly. "Today, I'm the boss."
Dayo raised both hands. "Alright, alright. You win. Lead the way, Boss Janet."
