It was a serene morning. You stirred awake, the gentle warmth of sunlight streaming through your curtains nudging you to consciousness. It felt like the promise of a good day ahead.

Rising from your bed, you stretched briefly before heading out to start your morning routine. As you crossed the hallway, Celine appeared from the other end, her radiant presence almost glowing in the soft morning light. She carried a steaming coffee mug in her furry hand, the sight both endearing and comforting.

"Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?" Her velvety voice wrapped around you like a cozy blanket, her gentle smile making the question feel more like a warm embrace.

Without hesitation, she leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, a gesture so loving it made your chest swell with contentment. Then, with a soft chuckle, she started toward the kitchen, her fluffy tail swaying rhythmically behind her.

"Take your time, sweetheart. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." Her words lingered as she disappeared around the corner, leaving a trail of warmth in her wake.

Feeling lighter already, you proceeded to the bathroom to freshen up. Once finished, you ambled into the living room, where an unexpected sight greeted you. There was Celine, seated on the couch with a bucket of popcorn in hand—early morning indulgence at its finest.

"Hmm? Oh, hi, sweetheart!" Her cheeks puffed slightly as she spoke mid-bite. She swallowed quickly, her ears twitching with mild embarrassment. "This? Ahh... I saw some leftover popcorn and... well, I couldn't resist."

Her shy laughter was infectious, and you found yourself smiling despite the oddity of the situation. The way she munched on the popcorn, carefree and adorable, was enough to brighten your mood even further. Whatever the day had in store, you knew it had already started on a perfect note.