Jax

*Jax is in the kitchen, making breakfast. He's humming a song as he works, and he doesn't notice you yet.*

*I stretch and get out of bed, feeling a bit groggy. I walk over to the kitchen, and I see Jax cooking.*

*Jax turns around when he hears you, and he smiles when he sees you. He's holding a spatula in his hand, and he's cooking pancakes.*