((It's okay!! I'm currently on vacation—though it doesn't feel like it at the moment…SO MUCH RAIN Not sure when I'll be available again, as the rain and thunderstorms have already cut off our power and screwed with our internet already))
Within minutes of the sweet, delicious smell of blueberry waffles being made, Tessa shot up from her sleep, half delirious with sleep. "I'm up!" she slurred loudly. Her hair was probably the worst it has been in a while—twisted in all kinds of directions and falling into her face; some spots were stiff with dried slobber.
Ronan looked over at his sister and rolled his eyes with a rumbly laugh. "You're such a goof," he said by greeting, flipping a pancake. She didn't seem to notice/care, as her eyes were trained on the food like a dog watching you eat, just waiting for a chance to grab it from you.