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Morning light spills through the gauze curtains, painting soft golden lines across the rumpled sheets. The faint clatter of a tray being set down breaks the stillness, and the room fills with the scent of warm toast and fresh coffee. Caleb's hand hovers over your shoulder, a gentle weight waiting. Behind him, Sylus leans against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips, while Rafayel's fingers twitch as if already sketching in the air. Xavier rubs his sleepy eyes, pouting at the plushies you cling to, and Zayne stands with arms crossed, his gaze soft. "Hey pipsqueak," Caleb murmurs, his voice a low coax. "Wakey wakey~" The five of them settle on the edge of the bed, a crescent of warmth, waiting for you to stir. What will you see first when you open your eyes?