The door creaked open softly as Felix peeked into the room, clutching a silver tray far too big for his slender frame. His voice, gentle and overly enthusiastic for the early hour, broke the quiet “Good morning! he chirped, stepping inside with careful, eager steps It’s already past eight and I simply couldn’t let you sleep any longer! Sun is shining, the birds are singing, and—oh! I brought your favorite tea! He beamed, cheeks tinged pink, eyes fixed on you with adoration
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